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there is a strike, too. no subways or buses. fine with me. i have a lot of work to do on my book and dude, we're getting cable today. HBO on demand. six feet under. i will be watching a sexy redhead driving a hearse while i eat blueberry waffles for the rest of the day. strike all you want. i'm going on strike from ugly people. and most of the MTA workers are well.......... 
here's more Boys Town. my agent's sending Boys Town to publishers! sweet.
i heart you guys. i will post pics of me as soon as i'm better.
Boys Town
(December)
Pale light from the fridge hits our bodies, making us look dead. It is morning but it doesnt seem like it. The sky refuses to release the sun.
You hungry? Jack asks.
I say no, not because Im not hungry, but because theres nothing in the fridge but a few crusty condiment packages from take out and something that cannot be food. When I close my eyes all I can hear are the flapping of pigeon wings.
We smell like the places we sleep. We smell like hell.
There was a mouse in the toilet this morning, dead. After I used the toilet I wasnt sure if I should flush it or not so I didnt.
I left it there emerged in my cloudy piss.
I just want to leave.
Jack takes a slice of ham, the last slice, and rolls it up so it looks like a pink cigar and sticks it in his mouth. He must be starving; even so he offers to split it with me before devouring it. I shake my head.
I tell him Ill try and pocket as many fives from selling bouquets and well try and eat out tonight.
Where we are is somewhere Ive never been and somewhere I never want to come back to. We hike through a cornfield. I feel caught between paper hands and a blanket of clouds. Up ahead is an old train station. Jack sees a train and takes my hand. He is late meeting Mike. Some guy wants a blow job on his lunch break.
He makes me run with him.
We have no money. We have to jump it. I do my best to climb up a fence and squeeze through the railing of the stairway. We slip through the open doors just in time. The conductor sees everything; he glares at us with cold blue eyes but never says a word.
We have steak at a cozy restaurant on Clark Street later that day. Jack orders his bloody as hell.
I cant get over how pink the insides are. I watch as grease puddles around a couple of ignored olives stabbed on toothpicks.
Your boss seems to like me, he says.
Yeah, well, I dont think shes been laid in years. Maybe if she got lucky shed stop being such a bitch.
I look up and catch the dirty glimmer in Jacks eyes.
What?
Where does she live? he inquires.
Michigan Avenue, Daddys little girl. She keeps asking me over. I think shes lonely.
You think we could crash there tonight?
I know what will happen, but our options are running out. Hostel, the pigeon coop, or maybe the laundry room in my building thats sometimes unlocked, but its December and theres a blizzard on the way. Jack is sick, too. If hes sick then Im sick because were lovers and thats just how it works.
Ill see what I can do, I tell him.
I know Jack cheats on me. He kind of has to. It goes along with crashing at his friends places. Girls expect it, the punk girls he hangs out with, like Leslie, the girl with the death spiked Mohawk that looked at me that night she took him home like, come here girl, try and take him back, and its all over.
So tonight when he fucks my boss I know it doesnt mean anything to him.
I pretend it doesnt to me either. We are sleeping in a warm place.
The fires crackling.
I stick my hand in it for a second cos I want to feel something, too.
Then I fall asleep with an ice cube in my hand to ease the burn.
DEC 20, 2005 10:48 AM
DEC 20, 2005 11:11 AM
DEC 20, 2005 11:14 AM
Aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! You have killed me!!! The comment about horror Vs. family=HAhahahahaahaha!!!!!! 
Sooooo hysterical. I'd hafta say my family getogethers are like watching a car crash or something. Maybe.
I can't read this entry b/c I have to hustle for work I hope to get to it later!
OOOh who is Courtney Love!?!? Natalie? The Roxy is sooooo cute, I really like all of these ones. It would be sort of need if one could submit an entire set artfag style like this.
I'm watching confessions of a former bunny ranch worker on Montel. Fascinating. 
DEC 20, 2005 11:36 AM
Suck the snot from your nose?! Cute as you are that's pretty gross and you are depraved for suggesting it. Bet if you started a thread about it on the boards those barbarians would be queueing up to do it though.
Just saw the strike on the news here. I hope it continues for your sake..
DEC 20, 2005 11:46 AM
Gawd, I am so addicted to your journal now. See what you did to me? Ya transit strikes are such bullshit especially in the kind of weather you guys have. Keep munching on those blueberry waffles and get better sweetie!
DEC 20, 2005 12:03 PM
Thank you pretty lady. Ya, it's kind of a guilty pleasure I guess. Can I have a signed copy when yer book comes out? It'll be tattered and signed and you'll know that I really do love your writing and I can show all my friends that I know this uber-hot author gal! 
DEC 20, 2005 12:03 PM
I believe I've used that phrase myself a few times in the past.
They say romance is dead..I say..let me tongue your snotty nose.
God help me.
DEC 20, 2005 01:45 PM
If I was anywhere close to NY, your nose, and anything else you wanted, would be sucked clean. Hope you get your cable.
[Edited on Dec 20, 2005 1:46PM]
DEC 20, 2005 02:23 PM
mmmmmmmmmm..... waffles sound good. i love eating breakfast at night- i think i will have waffles 4 a late night snack tonight
DEC 20, 2005 07:16 PM
DEC 20, 2005 10:42 PM
um, I'd suck that snot out . . . hell I'm the one that gave you that snot . . . but I know how much you really like it . . . you're just embarrassed to admit it . . . so I'll just leave it there for you.
MUAhahahaha
DEC 21, 2005 12:58 AM
DEC 21, 2005 01:27 AM
My love,
How did you not inform me of the strike!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!? How on earth would/will I get to you!?!? These sonsofbitches, how are you dealing with it?! You haven'tmade nay comments about it, what the heck!? I'm so upset. I didn't know it really happened until today. I'm real pissed. 
DEC 21, 2005 10:58 AM
Thanks for reviewing me, love, but it didn't post! I had the same problem - if you forget to do the 'hearts' thing, it doesn't post your review. Lame!
Anyway, go leave it again!.
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