cameo

I descended into the belly of the beast (a weekend with my dad) and came out alive. Saw a bunch of relatives with whom I have little in common, but with whom I feel obligated to see. Suburban lawyer, football, walmart, conservative people to whom I feel simultaneously morally superior and materially inferior. This circumstance is paradoxical because I don't want to feel inferior or...
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tears are the disease that hangs over me nearly every night i face without you near. i know of course i never had you, but we played some pretty damn righteous symphonies. I hobble along, hurt and hurting myself more everyday. I have tried ignoring the shadow, I have tried to swallow it, I have tried to face it head-on. all that seems to work...
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So my Fitz (Saint) Patrick's Day was spent at work, slavin away for the man, so's I can get a car and do so many things. Came home with the intention of drinkin a beer and heading to bed so I can do something worthwhile tomorrow before work, possibly yoga class, but my internet addiction held me, tonight, on Suicide Girls. Perhaps it's just...
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