in an epic battle pitting me against today, today kicked my ever-loving ass. kicked it. there was so much writing to do that my brain is a little fried. so much writing that at 8:30…
Date Archives 2003
you tacky thing, you put me on
after much internal debate and extensive consideration i’ve decided to give it up to the first man to sing Rebel Rebel to me. of course, there is one stipulation, you have to do that little…
this love is tired, i’ve changed the locks
ok men, listen up. you, you, you and you in the back, yes you too, i’m going to toss you all off a fucking bridge. you, you’re safe because you make my tummy do flipflops…
my inner-tree hugger does a jig of joy
sister #2 just sent me this thing about Wind Energy and now i can spend a few extra dollars to get wind energy and save acres of stuff and how cool is that?
towards switchboards and stations
long ago i gave up my quest to write some marketing propaganda that said “if we can land a man on the moon surely we can get you to buy this product.” yes, i stole…
come back down here and i’ll show you where it hurts
i’ve been feeling more than a little bit, umm, unsure today. lots of questions i can’t answer, but then in regards to this i had this little correspondence with Vic: her: Totally pulled me in….