Monthly Archives: September 2010

more confessional than usual

confession: as my 37th birthday approaches next week, i revisit the baby-making question. i thought i had answered this question years ago. i thought i had decided no kids, only books. i read books. i write books. i burn the books i write. … Continue reading

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another full moon fading

i pay attention to the first thought i have upon waking. half of my “first thoughts” lately have been gratitude that a specific someone no longer occupies my world. discounting that thought (because having it so often renders it redundantly irrelevant), … Continue reading

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the next day

while at the pixies concert on wednesday night, i was mentally writing a comparison review of this week’s doolittle concert and the one i attended 19 years ago. at the time of mental scribing, i had intended to post it as a … Continue reading

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one short and one long confession

confession:  buying tickets for the pixies concert tonight is becoming a discouraging endeavor…and i’m about to give up.    i’m quick to hopeless…which is an impairing pattern i want to release.   confession:  earlier this week one of my young sweeties in minnesota posted pictures … Continue reading

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geeks in love

i’m reading a book about geeks in love, only they don’t think they’re geeks; they think they’re cool…sort of…if they think of themselves in the geek-cool stratameter at all.  i don’t actually know if they’re geeks or not, but they … Continue reading

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25 of my favorite legal highs

orgasm (two ways…masturbation and sex) running laughing floating into a nap surfing snowboarding dancing climbing trees skinnydipping falling completely, unconditionally, non-romantically in love with my friends donating money clearing stuff from my home (i LOVE less stuff.) coffee chocolate tequila listening … Continue reading

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jetlagged confessions

confession:  i have fuzzy jetlag brain that can’t think which makes music sound like it does when i’m high. i’m distracted by listening to music as i write. confession:  running with fuzzy jetlag this morning felt like floating. confession:  conventionally “depressing” music either … Continue reading

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