archives for Monday 31 May 2004
brief dispatch from south texas
Monday 31 May 2004 | I like a cookie
I am tired and weepy and people-phobic and in an, I fear, now-chronic state of terror and adrenaline rush. Also my sciatic ass hurts and I managed to sit zazen for a whopping six or seven minutes before wigging out completely. N. didn’t call tonight. I had a dismal pale simulacrum of a non-conversation with […]
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when you begin to contemplate dating a much younger man
Monday 31 May 2004 | I like a cookie
you finally cave in and buy tooth whitening strips
you worry even more than you previously did about the spider veins on the backs of your thighs
you make a conscious effort not to utter that groaning sound when you sit down on or get up from the floor
you think about working out every day—yes, you do—you […]
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