Monthly Archives: November 2009

48: sexile

I have two choices tonight: a. be sexiled from my apartment b. bear through the raucus Ugh. Both unfavorable and both spark this first instinct in me to hate men and midnight. He’s coming at midnight, this apparent hunk of … Continue reading

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47: creepo

So, there I was, on another 7-a.m.-er on a Sunday morning, drooling against the rail at the subway. I was siting on the steps, when a Mexican guy awoke me. “Excuse me, is this train headed to Queens?” Well, no … Continue reading

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46: junk

I’ve dried up like a well. I have nothing to write. That’s because I don’t read enough. Also because I often don’t have time to think. Therefore, I decided to change my life around. Re-organize and restructure — make the … Continue reading

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45: challenged

OH MY GOD, I thought yesterday on the phone. What am I going to say? Randy waited at the other end of the line. “Ummm … I don’t remember getting their contact info, no,” I said finally in supposed deep … Continue reading

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44: fatigue

I’m too tired to write tonight. I went to bed at 11 a.m. and woke up at 2 p.m., at which point I proceeded to do the dishes, clean the kitchen, knead dough and bake a spinach pie, then organize … Continue reading

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43: night

Ah! It’s 10:30 almost, and I haven’t gone to bed yet. Well, I had an amazing night, and lucky for you, I’ve decided to tell you all about it before I go to bed. First off, I went to salsa … Continue reading

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42: run

I’ve been putting hope into action lately, doing things on purpose. These are things that usually scare me, and mind you they still scare me when I do them but I do them anyway, because somewhere one day a few … Continue reading

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