May 2010
Kings of Convenience - I Don’t Know What I...
Egg Planting
April 2010
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This is the last thing my grandmother gave to me before she split this pop shop. This little piece of paper cut with scissors by her wrinkled, arthritic hands. I have no idea where she got it since she didn’t have a computer or a printer.
Since I was 20 I’ve been trying to decipher it for any kind of hidden message she may have been trying to send me and so far I’ve got...
I tend to lose interest in an artist after seeing,...
HERPES
Can we talk about herpes? Like, please? I feel like it’s one of those things our generation has been stigmatizing for way too long now. I mean, if you’re a sexually active person in today’s social climate and the only thing you walk away with is a little bit of herps, CONSIDER YOURSELF LUCKY. You could be pregnant, or psychologically damaged beyond repair, jaded and swearing off...
I’m still working out a few tertiary theories but so far the only plausible hypothesis is that some ancient and enraged Native American spirit has taken up residence in the drain of my kitchen sink.
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Stupid things people say.
Today is my Friday. Which makes Wednesday my Saturday. But then again, today isn’t normally my Friday. Usually Thursday is my Friday. And Friday is my Saturday. But only in so much as Thursday was my Friday. Once Thursday is done being my Friday, Saturday is once again my Saturday, followed by Sunday being my Sunday, and Monday being my Monday and so forth, until Thursday, which once again...
