At Least They're Committed

(April 9, 2008) I was downstairs making a PB&J for lunch when I heard a scratch on the door. At first I ignored it, I mean, the wind and blowing snow are enough to kick up debris that could easily knock against the door. Then I remembered Maxie. It’s been nearly a year since he disappeared… Read more

Stars shining bright above you; night breezes seem to whisper I love you . . . “He’s on the beach, Cathy. I left him there. Can’t you see him?” No. I can’t. There are only scraps, shards of wood, seashells and seascum and . . . what is it? I reach down and pick it… Read more

I’ve never asked a man. Never needed to and why would I want to? I’m not pretty. I’m just blond and athletic and friendly. I have a dorky-ass smile and my cheekbones are way out of whack. Whatever I am must be enough. “I’ve never hit on a man,” I thought today while walking to the bus trying to ignore… Read more

K, k, k. So we’re sitting in CB&Potts after a rougher day than usual and I’m finally loosening up after one glass of wine and I’m recalling to D the bus ride to the meeting at the other campus today. I said it was funny cuz on the Van,  after everyone finished singing campfire songs… Read more

Sad, sad pathetic soul. I’d die for my family. I’d kill for my friends. I covet my coworkers. How lucky am I!? But you know, there’s always gotta be something, someone. Some “It” that doesn’t quite get the whole life thing; immune to being tormented and crippled by over-consciousness, unshackled by respect or consideration for other people. There’s always one.… Read more

Hahahahaha! Well, I was true to my word last night anyway. Devious. Christ! I guess I won’t have to worry about Scott or Casey or probably even Anna wanting to hang with me ever again! Bwahaha. It IS curious as to why it would upset me that much that we burst in on that poor… Read more