I am like a see-saw of baloney lately. One day I sit in my shit-filled empire, and I look around, and I see the shiny jewels of good that exist. Like, my dog. And I am alive. And I have… Continue Reading →

So I haphazardly checked myself into the ER on Wednesday at a frisky 4 something am, with those chest pains notated previously thumping under my breast. Thinking about the hospital, let alone checking into one is very destructive process for… Continue Reading →

So I couldn’t sleep. The pain. So- the my little friend is accompanying me to the ER. I should be checked in and raring to go at 5 or 6 am. Oh joy. Hopefully I will be home soon. I… Continue Reading →

hahaha. Okay, so you will never get me to take part in the big conspiracy that some dude is floating around on AngelSoft, picking and choosing his victims at random. The universe is too neat a place to have such… Continue Reading →

I feel good. Okay, so this is comparatively. I slept all last night, drawing all the good energy I could from friends and F, who hasn’t left my side in the three days that this has been vibrating. Biofeedback, my… Continue Reading →

Now my tooth is emanating pain, I’m sure to take the strain off of thinking about my heart. I’m going to the city tomorrow to see the Doctor. Another EKG, and god knows what after that. Bla bla bla. Isn’t… Continue Reading →

So I’ve been reading a lot these letters that people I know post about god, or the existence of, or not. So I wanted to say something. Because I am feeling exactly the same fucking parallel pain that I felt… Continue Reading →

So I know I sometimes go off on these my chest hurts tangents, but I really think something is wrong with me. Though, I am totally not sure why. Picture, if you will, that your heart is made of cartilage…. Continue Reading →

My back has been so twisted lately, I can barely stand to sit down for more than a few hours. It very well could be this new transcription gig, which inevitably plants me in front of the computer for like… Continue Reading →

Now, if oil paint was a man, I would be quite quite happy. It’s completely malleable, and non-permanent, except when it is left alone to form and dry. You can manipulate it, you can layer it up. It does not… Continue Reading →