transaudacity

impression.

2007-04-26T19:05:00.000-05:00

glamorous

2007-04-25T15:40:00.000-05:00

in the name of 9pix39.

2007-04-23T15:31:00.000-05:00

sunday was a good day. very good.

spring art sale.

2007-04-20T12:23:00.000-05:00

polyamory.

2007-04-18T13:23:00.000-05:00

polyamory (from poly=multiple + amor=love)

is the desire, practice, or acceptance of having more than one loving, intimate relationship at a time with the full knowledge and consent of everyone involved.

Polyamorous perspectives differ from monogamous perspectives, in that they respect a partner's wish to have second or further meaningful relationships and to accommodate these alongside their existing relationships.

The term polyamory is sometimes abbreviated to poly, especially as a form of self-description, and is sometimes described as consensual and/or responsible non-monogamy.

Polyamory is usually taken as a description of a lifestyle or relational choice and philosophy, rather than of individuals' actual relationship status at a given moment. There is a certain fluidity in its definition, to accommodate the different shades of meaning which might be covered.

Polyamorous relationships are themselves varied, reflecting the choices and philosophies of the individuals concerned.
Polyamory is distinct from polygamy, being closer to a personal outlook than a predefined bonding system. It is grounded in such concepts as choice, trust, equality of freewill, and the more novel idea of compersion, rather than in cultural or religious tradition.

[ just so we are all clear]

2007-04-15T12:41:00.000-05:00

today is sunday.

i have a radio show at 8-9pm.

http://freeradiosaic.org

breastfeeding.

2007-04-12T23:44:00.000-05:00

what is the boundry line of interpreted signifance of breastfeeding. why is it ok to breastfeed children that are clearly over the age of needing breast milk.

this woman on this video implies that she doesnt want to "deprive" her children of something so natural. the only thing natural about breastmilk is our childrens need for it...to survive.

it's like cows. we drink cows breastmilk MEANT FOR BABY COWS> not humans.

hey wait. this woman has point. if we are going ot drink milk we should drink our own. but i'm sure she is not progressively intelligent enough not to drink milk from other animals also.

so. in that case. i think she is fucking her kids up royaly and i wish i could see their pycho-sexual manifestion of boundries.

the postal service. clark gable.

2007-04-12T01:39:00.000-05:00

she wrote a song for me.

2007-04-06T14:15:00.002-05:00

you are the gap in space where a heart has no pulse.
you remind me of the black between birth and death,
it's all the same thing.
somewhere between created and creating.

living in some mystical land ....
in the middle of what's seen and what is unseen.
and it's all the same thing
somewhere screaming between derailed and derailing.

you make my insides bloated....swelling with minus ten fingers
and minus ten toes. ...................................
but my hair is sprouting heartbeats by the minute.....
now if you could just get in it.....

i could pretend that sac could fit with us inside it.

in the slot that holds the lack of what's beside it...

because it's all the same thing..
what is seen and unseen
we can live between forgiveness and forgiving.

song writer: E.M.

wednesday april 4.

2007-04-05T11:31:00.000-05:00

bad camera phone pictures.

making out.

trannies.

far too many fags.

515am- got home
850am- woke up
10am- radio show test
1pm- class
5pm-therapy
6pm- lttr

porno script #1

2007-04-02T00:36:00.000-05:00

i want your dick inside of me.

this statement is said 10 times by different woman in different tones.

the first image of porcelain penises in a line on the concrete. in an alley. this shot is done while "i want your dick inside of me" is being said.

shot of a bed. with a woman laying in it. no head is shown. her body is moving seductively as she talks about my dick inside of her. how much she wants and how the desire is too strong. she sticks her fingers inside of herself....as she moves in the direction of the camera, as if she was trying to get closer to me, the cameraman whom she wants to be inside of her.

she fucks herself for 3 or so minutes. not orgasming.

she begs me to be inside of her.

after engaging in conversation with her about this idea. i put the camera on a tripod and lay next to her in bed. fully clothed. still her head is not shown.

i stick my hand inside of her and fist her.

she begs for my dick.

my clothes come off and i strap on and fuck her.

as i am fucking her the shot is of our bodies and still not her head.
she continues to talk about my dick inside of her. in a tortured needy way.

before her climax she talks about me cumming inside of her.
our conversation about this becomes emotional and is depicted as a struggle.

after she cums i lay next to her for a second and then i get up and get the camera again.

the shot goes to me wacking off a flacid packy in my bed saying out loud "you want my hard dick inside of you???"

i orgasm and a shot of one of my hands inside my pussy and one on my flacid packy.

i roll over and show a womans body. still unidentified yet a different woman.

she says "i want your dick inside of me"

and i say. "it is"

emergency room.

2007-03-29T00:03:00.000-05:00

today i remembered i needed a tetnese shot.
why you ask
b.c i was carving out a mold of a penis while talking on the phone with my crush.
and
well the sharp rusty scraper... dumb idea in the first place..
assualted my left fleshy thumb.
emergency. emergency.
where do i go. what do i do
it was eleven pm at sschool and lindsey was hanging out in the screen printing room.
i run up in utter panic pass ing the security guards....after throwing the phone down and begging for assistance.

linds is nowhere to be found. i assume sh eis making out with karen. and i start crying. i run to the security and say. i cut my hand i need to go to the hospital.

"are you kidding me" dumbass mother fucker asks as blood is filling my white paper towel.

an amubulance is mentioned. i think not.

i find lindsey. we leave after surrendering our right so the "supervisor" who has run from "some other location"

"so you are refusing serviec of any kind? you are not allowing us to touch you? you dont wnt an ambulance?" i say NO i'm fine i will go to the hospital myself. thank you.

i am here.

the blond nurse likes me.

she says she wants to bump me to the front.

aka. bump me in the butt. :)

aka. ok kean.

adore. and. value.

2007-03-26T00:52:00.000-05:00

to you: i value you so much as well. i want to be immpecable with my word. you are amazing and wonderful. i love who you are and i love you.

i adore you.

i received the following in an email today:

8. import or meaning; force; significance: the value of a word.
9. liking or affection; favorable regard.
10. values, Sociology. the ideals, customs, institutions, etc., of a
society toward which the people of the group have an affective regard.
These values may be positive, as cleanliness, freedom, or education,
or negative, as cruelty, crime, or blasphemy.
11. Ethics. any object or quality desirable as a means or as an end in
itself.
12. Fine Arts.
a. degree of lightness or darkness in a color.
b. the relation of light and shade in a painting, drawing, or the
like.

17. to consider with respect to worth, excellence, usefulness, or
importance.
18. to regard or esteem highly: He values her friendship.

—Synonyms 1. utility. Value, worth imply intrinsic excellence or
desirability. Value is that quality of anything which renders it
desirable or useful: the value of sunlight or good books. Worth
implies esp. spiritual qualities of mind and character, or moral
excellence: Few knew her true worth.

k. i value you. you have value. you are valued. you are valuable.
light and dark, scale from black to white in regaurds to who you are
in every area of your life, you encompass the scale. lots of grey,
lots of light, lots of dark.

mango. yes please....

2007-03-24T23:00:00.000-05:00

Introducing the MANGO, the packy that looks great, feels great, and allows you to GO like a MAN! The Mango fills a critical need for pre-op transmen, allowing you to stand and pee, even use a public urinal with confidence, with a penis that functions as close as possible to the real thing. Only the Mango features a receptacle tube that is designed specifically for the FTM anatomy for maximum comfort and leak proof fit.
The Mango is a combination packing and urinary device that is very natural appearing under clothing and can be worn comfortably all day. It allows you to stand and pee with ease and confidence through our unique tube system and completely eliminates the need to use toilet paper. It stays in place under briefs, or you can use the Mango Harness which allows you to wear it under boxers or other loose clothing.

The Mango comes in two sizes, 3 1/2 and 5 1/2 inches, with larger testicles on the 3 1/2 inch model. The outer flesh-like covering is made of soft thermal gel and comes in three colors: pink, coffee, and chocolate. The shaft looks and feels exactly like a flaccid penis and is realistic enough to pass at the urinal.

The key to the Mango's superior performance over other pack and pee devices is the (patent pending) Man-go receptacle tube. Two years of development and testing went into making this the most comfortable, easy to use, and leak proof device of its kind. Unlike other packers which use parts that are not intended for this purpose, the Man-go tube was designed specifically for the FTM anatomy.

The Man-go tube is made of medical grade plastic that is smooth to the touch and somewhat pliable, with rounded edges for comfort. The cupped design prevents overflow and leaking, and at 1 3/4" length x 1" diameter, it is sleek and unobtrusive under clothes. The tubes are custom made for Mango Products by a company that manufactures medical components, for guaranteed uniformity and highest quality.

The internal urinary tube, running through the shaft, is made of flexible medical grade latex or silicone. It is wider at the beginning of the shaft so you can urinate full force, and narrower at the tip to create a natural size opening that produces a steady stream of urine. It comes in a standard length, in which the receptacle tube is worn upright (pictured with the 3 1/2" coffee and 5 1/2" pink models), or slightly longer so the receptacle end can bend sideways or be tucked down under the testicles (pictured with the 3 1/2" pink model).

Note: The longer tube tucked under the testicles is not recommended for use with the harness and boxers, as it creates a full erection with the 3 1/2" model and a partial erection with the 5 1/2". Briefs keep this under control.)

N.B. The 5 1/2" model is rather large for everyday packing; for most guys we recommend the 3 1/2" model.

Detailed instructions for care and use are included with every Mango.

proof.

2007-03-24T18:13:00.001-05:00

i am not the person to get into a serious relationship with. ugh.

i'm not. i know that.

i mean. i think there are plenty of woman who would stand by that. i have embraced that recently. "i am so not that person" i say.

well fuck that. i can be, right? i mean right? if i wanted to be? or really wanted to be? i understand the doubt. i get that feeling of doubting my words. because my words mean NOTHING. i get that. my whole life words have meant nothign they are meaningless...to and from me.

where is the balance of love. where is the time that will bring me that feeling. of not settling and not wandering. just being with somebody and loving that. is it possible that i really just cannot do that???

god. i have lied about feeling that way. pretending i feel that way when i dont. i have also been honest about that feeling more than i have lied. yet i am still doubted. completely disregarded. like i am inept to that feelilng. like i am incapable of resistance. i am trusted in disbelief. i am given too many chances not to succeed.

i have figured out that love isnt enough. i totally get that know. i loved dillan wiht every single pore of my body and it wasnt enough to make it work and keep my eyes and hands from wandering.

but can my desire be enough? i think that if i want something bad enough i can make it focused and fulfiling.

what about faith. where does that come in. i mean can i have faith that i will be enough for somebody.

"i accept you for who are today". well RIGHT. we have to. but does that mean that my emotions are discounted. and not trusted. like what i say is invalid because there is no faith in my actions.

i dont get it.

i mean this isnt directed at you. you just sparked this inside of me. and i feel as though i am being forced to look at what the fuck is up with me.

not in a bad way. just realisticly.

how do i feel what i want when i am terrified of my actions??

porcelain penises do not cum.

2007-03-20T22:27:00.000-05:00

constellation.

2007-03-19T21:37:00.000-05:00

photo body constellation.

i am not so sure anymore.

2007-03-17T23:55:00.000-05:00

to be entirely honest.

different vintages of love.

2007-03-10T09:53:00.000-06:00

not illusions that i am left to figure out. to decipher and calculate.

the definition of glue is "an adhesive substance used for sticking objects or materials together"

is my brain trying to tell me that that delusional thought i was hoping was gone...from my perception of people i first meet....is not gone. and in fact is still powerful and cunning? what am i suppose to do to stop that?

how is it possible with all the work i have done to not be the minipulative fuck that i used to be....that i ended up being fooled by you.

fool is defined as "a person who acts unwisely or unprudently"

huh. i guess that is pretty clear.

ahahaha. freeradiosaic.org flyers

2007-03-03T13:36:00.000-06:00

listen to my show.

weekend. roux.

2007-02-26T21:34:00.000-06:00

we miss you roux. we love you!

see you soon puppy...

xo. the gang.

i need a roommate

2007-02-20T15:15:00.000-06:00

$475 month.
i am looking for a roommate for april 1 or around that time.
i am student at the school of the art institute of chicago.
the apt is a 2.5 bedroom. the bedroom for rent is small but the shared space is large. its the second floor of a house. gated all around the house. storage in the basement. central air and heat. wireless and cable for 35 a month. great windows. back porch. the (1/2) bedroom is covered with tarping and space to store supplies. great for painting or sculpture.

i am really chill. i am getting a studio space near school so i will be there a lot.
i work a lot and hang out with friends. i love this apartment and i would love to find somebody who is artistic, queer friendly, doesnt do drugs, does not smoke in the house, and likes music. also, nobody that i cant meet before moving in. thanks.

kobrie@artic.edu

anti-valentines day.

2007-02-16T12:15:00.000-06:00

feminism and porno.
"hanes" my transsexual sock puppet.
bronze casted chicken foot.
pirate duck chop stick topper. with flowers.
pirate bandages.

so she won. there is no way to compete with all of that.

dilate.

2007-02-15T19:04:00.000-06:00

life used to be life-like

now it's more like showbiz

i wake up in the night

and i don't know where the bathroom is

and i don't know what town i'm in

or what sky i am under

and i wake up in the darkness and i

don't have the will anymore to wonder

everyone has a skeleton

and a closet to keep it in

and your mine

every song has a you

a you that the singer sings to

and you're it this time

baby, you're it this time

when i need to wipe my face

i use the back of my hand

and i like to take up space

just because i can

and i use my dress

to wipe up my drink

i care less and less

what people think

and you are so lame

you always dissapoint me

it's kind of like our running joke

but it's really not funny

and i just want you to live up to

the image of you i create

i see you and i'm so unsatisfied

i see you and i dilate

so i'll walk the plank

and i'll jump with a smile

if i'm gonna go down

i'm gonna do it with style

and you won't see me surrender

you won't hear me confess

'cuz you've left me with nothing

but i've worked with less

and i learn every room long enough

to make it to the door

and then i hear it click shut behind me

and every key works differently

i forget everytime

and forgetting defines me

that's what defines me

when i say you sucked my brain out

the english translation

is i am in love with you

and it is no fun

but i don't use words like love

'cuz words like that don't matter

but don't look so offended

you know, you should be flattered

and i wake up in the night

in some big hotel bed

and my hands grope for the light

and my hands grope for my head

the world is my oyster

the road is my home

and i know that i'm better

off alone

the day.

2007-02-13T01:20:00.000-06:00

the first and last time i date a straight girl.

done.

i watched the girl i'm fucking fuck herself.

i fell in love with michelle, yet again.

and ate cheese pizza.because i'm the worst vegan EVER.

oh i also made vegan cupcakes and cookies.

tis all

my word of the day is "modulate"
modulate mother fucker. as in change.

......kisss......

2007-01-27T23:58:00.000-06:00

friday night. spin the bottle. um, i have no excuse. i was stone cold sober. them, not so much.

reflection

2007-01-21T23:00:00.000-06:00

right now.

2007-01-20T12:55:00.000-06:00

me right now.

tuesday night

2007-01-16T21:02:00.001-06:00

i have not felt until now.

death that is.

it has become surreal.

15 deaths since i was 15. what is that. like 7 years. we're looking at 2 a year.

this past year was dagny and vito.

dagny. dead december 12 2005. 21

vito dead septmber 12 2006. 22

michelle speaking. vocal. somehow pushed the plug out of my heart and into my brain. it was a plunge of sorts. allowing feeling into my brain and connection to my heart.

i didnt get it until now.

i have played back what he looked like dead. hanging from his room. where in his room. terry (his mother) finding him. what he looked like. eyes buldging out of his head. kkkkkkkk

the dispondence i felt when i found out
.
the lack of closure. the lack of feeling.

i had no funeral
not that that is closure

just real
it creates a community of pain and realness

too much.
it's fresh
i have not felt this before
at all
it's like a new wound
one i ignored
like paula says i let the bandage rot off.
but this time ididnt even acknowledge that the would exsisted.
not even a little bit

i need space. ox-bow is not the place to get that. no way
not here. not until friday at the earliest.
but will i pack that tunnel back up with undeveloped thought by then
and be sent back into grief

anxiety attached to my heart

fear of what

the constant flow of feeling is getting me nowhere.

i have been locked in the girls bathroom next to the dining hall for approx. 15 min.

nobody has knocked and i hope they do not. ever. knock

i have made molds and casts of penises. i have built a penis vessel. i have casted "missy with vase". and i have made landscape paintings of of porcelain and glaze.

it's been 17 minutes.
where else can i go other than here

the porch. too cold
the dining hall. annoying

this place is great. really. i can here the flushing of the toilet next to me. the water and soap washing the dirt of people off

lindsey is ichatting me. no. i'm not intersted in talking

the random chinese girl i have never spoken to just kicked me out of the bathroom.

rather she knocked. i instinctually answered. opened the door to find me sitting on the floor computer in hand. and she looked at me in her 18 year old questioning face. i say i need to be a lone. she says she needs to pee. i say use the other bathroom. she says it says "men" i say you look like a man. so i get up reluctantly and leave. back to the dining hall and now upstairs.

manifestion.

2007-01-16T18:21:00.000-06:00

just the beginning.

email.

2007-01-14T11:18:00.000-06:00

im missing you
waiting for my taxi
to whisk me off
i wish i was spending this night with you
it would be better with you
we could've picked up a hottie for the night
well.... you could have
haha
i would point to a good looking lady
you would have done the dirty work
picking up girls is like doing your hair
constant and consistent
ha.
your my favorite.
lvoe

ox-bow.

2007-01-13T16:49:00.000-06:00

played.

2007-01-11T20:58:00.000-06:00

richie rich. "the cutest fag on the planet. i love him so much. holy crap. he is like the coolest guy ever. oh my god.he is like the best. woah. so cute and awesome like woah, hello?"

alexio. alex. aelx and my roommate were making out last night until 430am. that was fun.

michelle.

colin. pretty boy. tall, green bean, dangling, scrawny, intelligent, flip-flops, puffy hair, beethoven hair.

the end.

it's not about that.

fireflys

2007-01-10T17:28:00.000-06:00

why are there no fireflys. it's too cold they say. i say boooyaaaah. i dont buy that.

have a thought for a second.

the chefs here are so kind. they have not only been accomadating to my vegan needs but have gone over the top and made me the most amazing dinner EVER! vegan lasagna and garlic bread with olive oil. salad. hmmmmmm. i have lost weight since being here. too much work and too little eating.

gitanjali by tagore.

"I thought that my voyage had come to its end at the last limit of my power,---that the path before me was closed, that provisions were exhausted and the time come to take shelter in a silent obscurity. But i find that thy will knows no end in me. And when old words die out on the tongue, new melodies break forth from the heart; and where the old tracks are lost, new country is revealed with its wonders"

this place.

2007-01-10T13:19:00.001-06:00

too much heat makes the begger want to beg.

see the beginning of hottness in the flesh through the shape of the trees against other trees.

vessel of passion come to me and believe in the shapes of space. underneath your skin is the most preferred.

throw a wheel of mud and remake a memory. to begin living a new way

+show to much face and you will have lose.

agoraphobia. hypersensitivity.
\

//////installment of penises///

falicy. definition???

become a true falic object in the performance?

allow others to engage?

add the element of my naked body? implications.=

pretend on the invisible.--
----- believe that it can be seen regardless. my body has no need to be present with the underlying expression.

expression of what?.

take a step back and become the viewer. would you be able to dissect what is happening/

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do not get me wrong. i cannot wait. i need.

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slates of fiberous clay that are broken and shaped. colors?/

==

conceptually there is a detachment between me and the phallic symbol. do i need to make the connection? does the connection even matter? am i interested in sustaining a relationship between my response the the penis or do i want the interaction to be for the viewer and their perception/

phallicy ? definition please.

manifestion.

2007-01-09T17:39:00.000-06:00

The firm thought that comes in the sustained moment.

Capture the inevitaable ability to feel the pain while detaching from reality and creating a false expression of time. Displacment of hearing and yearning for captivity. Just believe in the separation between the sexual experience and the desire.

This is to pronounce the facility of gender in the process of self discovery.

Surrealism is loaded. Besides forming the fantastical representaion of the subconscious thought; it is my experience at ox-bow.

It has taken me 4 days to write a blog. For the simple fact that I have spent 13 hrs a day in the studio making porcelin and clay penises.

day 8,030. year 2007.

2007-01-02T09:47:00.000-06:00

sarasota, FL. = "Rolling white-sand beaches and sparkling azure waters combine with a sophistication and charm to make Sarasota the gem of Florida’s Gulf Coast. The endless array of activities and the exhilarating mixture of attractions, restaurants, shopping, and accommodations are a sure fit for any travele" (www.sarasotafl.org).

this is what we did...

merry christmas. of course.

2006-12-25T14:26:00.000-06:00

day 21.

2006-12-20T01:23:00.000-06:00

multi-level painting. with john philips.

depiction of identity.

final. emotion.

2006-12-12T15:41:00.000-06:00

four of ten final images.

tonight i will update with the final box (presentation) and images to size.

day 20.

2006-12-07T21:50:00.000-06:00

ann arbor. oh man.

day 19.

2006-12-03T00:59:00.000-06:00

ransom: "(noun). a sum of money or other payment demand for release of a prisoner."

prisoner---mr. easter.

ransom---one signature into manipulations and pretensions for spring 2007.

rc-d please respond via comment.
if i am not notified within 72 hrs, mr. easter will be destroyed.

day 18.

2006-12-01T10:32:00.000-06:00

RC_D i have something you want. it includes a very scared bunny rabbit who misses his/her home.

day 17.

2006-11-30T01:43:00.000-06:00

my friend, carson told me tonight that he has a lot of friends. a lot of boy friends and a lot of girl friends. but i am his only boy/girl friend.

i asked him what he thought of that. he said "it fine. you're just like any of my other friends, you're just older"

do you understand what that means "boy/girl" i asked. he says, "yeah. you're a girl and a boy"

no big deal. he then proceeds to ask me if i have any other boy friends other than him......

what would i do without my six year old friend, carson?

day 16.

2006-11-29T02:37:00.000-06:00

stray cats.

day 14.

2006-11-25T19:39:00.000-06:00

first weekend in forver where i have nothing to do. i am editing a film i am working on and starting my painting final.
grateful that nobody but me is home. wishing i had more food in the house. wondering where lindsey is on the drive home.

day 13.

2006-11-24T17:37:00.000-06:00

spud found in the bottom of my veggie bowl.

day 12.

2006-11-23T15:54:00.000-06:00

happy anti-turkey day.

family. vegan rice, potatoes, carrots/parsnips/chives/shallots, soupy green bean casserole.

day 11.

2006-11-21T13:02:00.000-06:00

five words

* tie
* wool
* java
* memory
* structures

sleater-kinney-the woods-amazing album.

day 10.

2006-11-21T00:06:00.000-06:00

survival.

day 9.

2006-11-19T20:26:00.000-06:00

awoke.
airport=mallaney
levis store, karyn's cooked=lindsey

THE PICTURE= 1 year ago yesterday. lindsey and i in ann arbor

day 8.

2006-11-19T01:10:00.000-06:00

day 7.

2006-11-16T15:11:00.000-06:00

my days are not in order or rather not continuous.

five words for today....

*egyptian
*keyboard
*plaid
*blue
*space

day 6.

2006-11-12T20:04:00.000-06:00

sunday.

lindsey.

nance khlem and her yeast colonies.

i have a ton of work for this week. actually more than i think i have phsyical time for.

day 5.

2006-11-11T12:32:00.000-06:00

gus gus. augusta.

there is gang of stray cats that lives on our backporch. friday consisted of cat fights and errands.

day 4

2006-11-10T02:24:00.000-06:00

unrequited.

day 3.

2006-11-08T16:07:00.000-06:00

unsuccessful.

12:49am. not even one hour after it became wednesday. my car broke down....what i mean is it made a loud "culunk" noise and stop working...at the corner of seminary and school. just a mere 2 blocks away from our final destination...pick me up cafe.

1:59am. AAA calls and says the tow truck is at my car. we arrive at my car and the guy says i have to go with him. they will not take my car unless i am in the truck with him. my car is being towed to the dealership in northfield. 30 min. away. how am i and my friend kathleen going to get back?

3am. we arrive at the dealership to find a completely gated off entrance and no place to drop the dead car. i leave my car in a parking lot (behind) the dealership. with the car unlocked and the keys in it.

345am. the tow truck driver delivers us back home to our house.

730am. a call from my parents asking me what happened to my car. due to my previous message the night before....and dealership can not find my car. um....

4:05pm. the dealership still has not found my car.

day 2.

2006-11-07T13:12:00.000-06:00

vote.
my intentions were to shoot today.

gravel.

"i heard the sound of your bike,
as your wheels hit the gravel,
then your engine in the driveway
cutting off
and i pushed through the screen door
and i stood out on the porch
thinking figh, fight, fight
at all costs,
but instead i let you in,
just like i've always done
and i sat you down and offered you a beer
and across the kitchen table
i fired several rounds,
but you were still sitting here
when the smoke cleared.
and you came crawling back
to say that you wanna
make good in the end'
and oh, oh,
let me count the ways
that i abhore you,
and you were never a good lay
and you were never a good friend
but, oh, oh, what else can i say...
i adore you"

instead i think i'm going to listen to ani difranco and pretend to be emo.

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five words for today:

*vote
*exploration
*heart
*archive
*minerals

2006-11-06T13:39:00.001-06:00

day 1.

i had the motivation to start a blog. maybe a photo blog. i will post a new photo everyday. hmm. we'll see. it is monday. 1:35pm. i am at work.

law and order criminal intent is playing in my background right now.

5 words for the day so far:

* tooth fairy
* hope
* moods
* floridan
* crown