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Wednesday, August 06, 2003
Dear Mom,
Since you can't seem to control yourself, I have no choice but to cease writing this blog. It's been a good run but since I have an untrustworthy mother who won't respect my wishes, this is all I can do.
I will go back and delete the archives when I have more time.
It's been a good run but I can't have my mother reading my blog, as it stifles my creative flow. I asked you again and again and yet you still can't stop yourself.
Goodbye.
P.S. Perhaps I will start a secret blog like Jen Pardilla did. If you want to know the address, email me. Unless you're my mother. Then don't bother, I ain't gonna tell ya.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 2:39 PM | shower me with attention
Since you can't seem to control yourself, I have no choice but to cease writing this blog. It's been a good run but since I have an untrustworthy mother who won't respect my wishes, this is all I can do.
I will go back and delete the archives when I have more time.
It's been a good run but I can't have my mother reading my blog, as it stifles my creative flow. I asked you again and again and yet you still can't stop yourself.
Goodbye.
P.S. Perhaps I will start a secret blog like Jen Pardilla did. If you want to know the address, email me. Unless you're my mother. Then don't bother, I ain't gonna tell ya.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 2:39 PM | shower me with attention
I missed a math class Monday and Tuesday everyone's speaking some kind of crazy language. I think they've all been watching too many Keanu Reeves movies.
So, how the hell am I going to learn how to multiply matrices? Everyone else seems to know but me. Watching them do it for two hours didn't teach me. The textbook didn't teach me. The internet isn't teaching me. Whaddo I do? Whaddo I do?
I guess I'll go stare at this until it makes sense to me. It looks sense when I read it, but when I look away from the page it all goes away.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 3:05 AM | shower me with attention
So, how the hell am I going to learn how to multiply matrices? Everyone else seems to know but me. Watching them do it for two hours didn't teach me. The textbook didn't teach me. The internet isn't teaching me. Whaddo I do? Whaddo I do?
I guess I'll go stare at this until it makes sense to me. It looks sense when I read it, but when I look away from the page it all goes away.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 3:05 AM | shower me with attention
Tuesday, August 05, 2003
It is very important that I see The Golden Girls Live.
Yes, cabaret. Because I am that gay.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 3:57 AM | shower me with attention
Yes, cabaret. Because I am that gay.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 3:57 AM | shower me with attention
My eyeballs are dryballs. My fingers are thirsty. My toes are thirsty. My hair is thirsty. I crave water. I crave moisture. It has rained all day and I have just come out of the bathtub. All of the water around me has evaporated. Air conditioning is very effective. All of the water in me has evaporated. I am a powdery mountain.
Everyone is asleep: my parents are asleep in their bed; my sister is asleep in my bed; my sister's friend is asleep in her bed; Andrew is asleep on the couch next to me; the kittoons are asleep on Andrew. And I am thirsty. I am savouring the thirst. I am rubbing my toes together and I can hear them whisper against each other. My lips are glued together. I am drying out. In an hour it will be dawn. In a minute I will stick my head under the tap and fill myself like a water balloon. The water will gush into my mouth, squeeze down my throat, trickle through my esophagus, splash into and swell my belly. Just thinking about it makes my mouth pucker and shrivel.
How long can I make this last.
Not long. I'm going to go get a drink.
Quietly so as not to wake Andrew.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 3:51 AM | shower me with attention
Everyone is asleep: my parents are asleep in their bed; my sister is asleep in my bed; my sister's friend is asleep in her bed; Andrew is asleep on the couch next to me; the kittoons are asleep on Andrew. And I am thirsty. I am savouring the thirst. I am rubbing my toes together and I can hear them whisper against each other. My lips are glued together. I am drying out. In an hour it will be dawn. In a minute I will stick my head under the tap and fill myself like a water balloon. The water will gush into my mouth, squeeze down my throat, trickle through my esophagus, splash into and swell my belly. Just thinking about it makes my mouth pucker and shrivel.
How long can I make this last.
Not long. I'm going to go get a drink.
Quietly so as not to wake Andrew.
Why are you in Tavie's head? 3:51 AM | shower me with attention
