Plathological: Why-- Look Who it is! And he�s eating the other half of my burrito.

September 23, 2005

Why-- Look Who it is! And he�s eating the other half of my burrito.

I�ve started to smoke inside sometimes. Because I�m such a little rebel and I�m juvenile and have my hate on for my landlady and this is my way of showing it. However, I do it with the windows open, so I�m still a cocksucking pansy. Not that that�s a bad thing to be, especially since I sleep in two layers of clothes. Then I drink so much coffee in the morning that I spend all day shitting and (as a result) avoid doing my homework. I'm willing to bet no one I know shits as much as I do. I�m just too smart to bother altering my habits. And fuck. I�m out of soap, deodorant and contact fluid. Everything that prevents me from being (this) smelly and blind.

Posted by caroline at September 23, 2005 1:17 PM

Comments

holy shit! i'm shitting heaps too! 'cause cigarettes? are the best laxatives there cd possibly be. HEAPS of frustration here. can't even explain. but like. k there's a party at my place today & i'm about to trot off to see nick? & mike? hasn't bothered to respond to you know my scathing confession of love & "WE NEED TO TAKE A SMALL FOREVER BREAK" here. lalala. my hands are cold. i'm inadvertently smoking inside & my curtains are turning a moldy yellow. last night had a dream where all the caps of my back teeth fell off & along w/ them my own trueteeth, then i ran my hand through my hair & a whole black curl, knotted, came out into my palm.

shit.
xm

Posted by: m at September 23, 2005 3:59 PM

I quite like the moir� effect on M's shirt, caused by the lines.

Is it M? I'm not actually sure.

Posted by: michael at September 23, 2005 5:58 PM

J. has wonderfully mournful eyes.

Posted by: Joy at September 23, 2005 7:19 PM

michael--

it's jaxon. the shirt is something I noticed as well-- i'm not sure what i think of it . . .or what's going on there. hmmm.

Posted by: caroline at September 24, 2005 2:26 PM

mariko--

i used to have dreams about my teeth falling out all the time. that was when i was at my worst though and was terrified of my body just suddenly giving out on me. not that i'm saying that you're "at your worst" but dreams of the rotting body that usually denote some terrible, terrible consuming worries in real life, which i guess you have. mike. i trust you with most anything, if not even shit like this--matters of the heart. I think the previous sentence makes me sound like b.---what�s up with that??? Anyway: GIRLS ON BIKES.

when i first started smoking i was shitting even more than i do not. it was ridiculous.

Posted by: caroline at September 24, 2005 2:32 PM

J--

you say "mournful," I say "puppy." One of those two seems more astute, but both seem true. ;)

Posted by: caroline at September 24, 2005 2:33 PM

Ah. I appologize for the mistake.

There's a good description of the Moir� pattern here:
http://mathworld.wolfram.com/MoirePattern.html

Posted by: michael at September 25, 2005 5:07 PM

please feel more than free to send me such links whenever you see fit. that was incredible and fascinating. thank you.

Posted by: caroline at September 25, 2005 5:38 PM