archives for January 2006
yes, it’s about sex
Monday 30 January 2006 | I like a cookie
I’ve never written anything like this before, but I aim to try.
After dinner at the sushi place where I’ve taken so many of my loves (The Physicist, Mandarin, Voldemort, various priest girls, et alia) I cheerfully invited myself back to the Brujo’s place. He lives out on Agua Fria down a rutted dirt road reminiscent […]
clobbered!
Thursday 19 January 2006 | I like a cookie
By the menstrual faeries, a full week early; unprecedented—well, for the last several years. In addition, my breasts throbbed premenstrually, swollen and sore, which they haven’t been for a long time; and, I have the cramps like a motherfucker, which I also haven’t had for roughly speaking a squillion years. Clearly, there’s life in the […]
d-i-v-o-r-c-e
Friday 6 January 2006 | I like a cookie
1. I went to eat a thing it pleased me to call “lunch” even though it was happening around 3 pm;
2. I went by the courthouse to carry some signed papers from one office to another, or so I thought, and wound up accidentally getting divorced, which I only found out when the clerk smiled […]
tori still understands
Sunday 1 January 2006 | I like a cookie
Let’s be real honest, when somebody says, “Couldn’t you just accept yourself?”…you’re speaking Chinese. When I’m on my knees in Oklahoma City, even though logically, “love and let go” seems really beautiful…that’s where I was literally at the bottom. I was on tour when all this happened and I remember Oklahoma City being totally rock-bottom…and […]
