i just finished I PASS LIKE NIGHT by Ames and it was one of the most beautiful books i’ve ever read.
i just finished I PASS LIKE NIGHT by Ames and it was one of the most beautiful books i’ve ever read.
i just want all of my ex-boyfriends to be happy.
Hear the brand new Neko Case song, “Man,” then go behind the making of The Worse Things Get, The Harder I Fight, The Harder I Fight, The More I Love You in two studio updates from NPR’s Morning Edition.
thank god.
dan will be so annoyed to find that i had another animal communicator work with jen - but hello, i’m bored at work, jennifer has some issues, and the detroit free press just profiled this lady who does email readings so why the hell not?
i sent her a photo of Jen and here’s what she said:
When I look at the picture of Jennifer, the following comes to mind:
email i just received from a background actor who has yet to send me his signed contract
“You bound my check? Why? Iam not filling out nothing tell u pay”
i get this feeling from time to time where i need to slam my head against a brick wall or snort something that burns and then melts my brain.
i’ve never done heroin and i have no interest in actually doing it.
my therapist says everyone has their -ism.
i’m repressed.
solutions?
drive alone somewhere listening to the perfect mix and chain smoke.
hold my breath underwater till my lungs feel like they might explode.
masturbate till i’m numb.
watch dear zachary and sob.
eat miniature snickers until i pass out.
get into a brawl.
bleach my hair.
karaoke.
buy expensive skin care products.
get an eyebrow tint and wax.
read…
101cookbooks has been slacking over the past six months at least. “red fruit salad”? “edible flowers”? uhhhh