Thursday, March 12, 2009

Our Three Marker

My sister used to drive us in circles on the HIghways of Houston. I was 15 she was 25. I learned a lot on these drives, about her, about love, about being 25, and sometimes about the things i promised myself i wouldnt be or do.

THree weeks to lose the "I totally like HIM!!!" infatuation.
Three weeks to get over the few guys who drop me before the three weeks are up.
Three week marker of dating suggesting we'll make it to three months.
Three month breakup. Very common.

I was 15, what did I know? SHe was the oldest, sheltered until let free at 18 to only immediately get pregnant.

yes, pointless entry. nostalgic and reminicint days.
Probably brought on by my brothers wedding next week!
I love me some pre-wedding fasting. lol.

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

couch 101

I have a few addictions that I need to learn to manage.
I say manage because I am very convinced that I am addicted, so moderation is my first step.

-OK. So, let us begin by focusing on something else this coming weekend. Something you haven't focused on in a while? OH! You're time is up...finish that thought next week. You're doing great.

Pfft. Thanks.

Monday, March 9, 2009

braggin rights


Be My Valentine :) by Rem

mellow like a cello

it happens...
that feel good zephyr,
similar to that magic couch
like that yellow submarine
or those blue sheets
taking me on a very satifying ride
dropping sunshine in my pocket

it feels good to feel this good.

Wednesday, March 4, 2009

it makes sense

K: so I'm doing it!
-what?
K: have a breast augmentation appointment on Friday, thought you should know.
-wow! ha! well good for you , but aren't you a full B?...but I guess you used to be a very full C
K: yea my girls ruined me! haha! AND they are 30% off if I pay cash...good thing, cause I don't really feel like putting these on credit.
-yea..true.. with the recession in full swing, you don't wanna commit to any long term costs.

-watermelon boobies are good...i assume

Sunday, March 1, 2009

nostalgic letters

the wrench turns to the ink
a breath of relief
familiar
sliding legs together
then apart to discontent
spread eagle to the sun
playing our fingerprints
falling to the cold blades
so smooth
so much more perfect
at arms length

Thursday, February 26, 2009

REMiniscent phonecalls

AFTER A SHOW, sidewalk:
-why are you being such a bitch?, loudly spoken... proclaimed.
her gasp, a strong shift
her stride stops, a girl bumps into her from behind.
the anger! it rose like something new.
a bite of her lip, searching for ANY warm resonance
something to hold on to... nothing
his ground covered, almost a block ahead already
inhale, turnaround, exhale, walk (away)
lips at a temble, eyes at welt

FIVE GUYS, maybe an hour later:
a bacon cheese hotdog please...
-onions?
yes...lots... diet coke
-fries?
a sniffled yea, fries.
.
.
.
her phone in hand, at her ear again
half forgotten fries on the side, dripping thumb of cheese
mumbling, licking, bawling
FUCK HIM!!!
god...IM A FUCKING MESS!!!!!
sighed chuckle at her ear.. yea hun, you are.

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

happy love day!

http://thislife.org/Radio_Episode.aspx?episode=374

I haven't listened to the whole thing myself to be honest, but the Introduction (followed by 3 acts-stories) is held close to my heart... by relation to my best friend's heart. He said it was good, so I believe him. Enjoy, as I will.

note: u might have to be in the "listening" mood. :)

Sunday, February 22, 2009

ctrl + Z

backspace your way here why don't you
tapping that cushion at my side
marking your sunken seat
watching that tune we danced to

ah yes...listen
breathe
forget
..
..
..
in sync
so seperately unique

Thursday, February 19, 2009

city lights

they pass, testing me
instigating
tawnting
initiating my angry words
well, FUCK YOU!
monkeys in the cage sense my vengeance
my calm to thoughts of massacre
mocked by a loney mouse that scatters across my desk
deleting my simple smile

Monday, February 16, 2009

seriously...

why would i not take into consideration that i had to work today...as i drank my fourth Jameson on the rocks lastnight?
it's been years since i had a hangover at work

Thursday, February 12, 2009

trying days

it would be so easy to crawl under a nice fresh down comfortor right now...alone...just me.

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

you tease!

tomorrow you'll be a memory
your golden stare on my cheeks
dancing notes on my shirt
replaced by cold
...
a little girl on the train today was bundled in pink in her stroller... and her stares looked so contemplative. not curious, nor happy, nor sleepy, but as if she was in deep thought.
then she sneezed and laughed.
looking up with a smile myself, i noticed a much older gentleman looking at me look at the child. the age difference was complimentary i suppose.

Sunday, February 8, 2009

rebuttal


with a dose of goodness! :))

voila

:the crimson red fabric is raised

it was there before, sadly
even my curiosity to its dissapearance, diluted
a bitter sigh of relief, so
finally, gone.

Friday, January 30, 2009

oh honey you're dangerous...

A sideways look at his lips
the deliberate smile twisting at hers
as she sees the familiar twinkle
sensing his confusion, his excitement
his utter disbelief in her perfection
her slow "turn-away"...

teleprompter guiding her script
her shoulders drop to a silly smile
feeling his exhale,
his nervous redemption seiving
to a cool breath
cuing her next move

her "needing" eyes smile up
making his chest fill,
posture rises to a kings lair
stride determined
as her breath falls calm
knowing...selfishly satisfied

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

mobile test + nervous

interesting few days ... ending with a nice 6 hour visit to the DC airport
cross your fingers for me...TWICE.
one for the small plane that I am on...which will be "bumpy"
second, for a new job in LA...

beverly hills anyone...geez..even I'm surprised sometimes.

Friday, January 23, 2009

..in 60 degree clouds

venison tenderloin and beef fajitas topped off with some tamales.
HOME!
My mom will tell me im too skinny while my dad looks two steps behind me for my todd...as he scolds me for traveling alone.
I get to meet my new niece and see my nephews having grown.
hopefully play some tennis with a dear friend. and drink with another.

and of course..the deposition...
I'd rather swim in the silver linings.

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

cutting back on...

...bad stuff
So the holidays are over and the few pounds did creep thier way into my jeans. Not to fret, I have things under control. :)
As I get older my intolerance towards the "unhealthy" grows. I'm not sure if this is making me more shallow...Recently, more and more, I am disgusted to see someone have a total disregard to their health and composure.
I am definately not a perfect picture of health, so I have no jurisdiction to draw conclusions about ones choices, and there are better things i could judge a person on...character, honesty, intellegence, etc.
THere is no real point, except that im gonna try to be a fucking rockstar in all senses...

tomorrow i will probably delete this, realizing its not productive.

Sunday, January 18, 2009

desire


when technology and society has stuffed our pockets with the tools to sabatoge our well being. :) the beauty of human character

bittersweet melodies

a breath, a sigh
a sullen fall to the couch behind me
reliving the touch, the smell, the feel
eyes fluttering to the distant thought
a gaze, almost soothing

feeling the needles at my back
pulling me through
relentlessly keeping me from my calm

replay

Thursday, January 15, 2009

you!

not you! don't be so presumptuous!
YOU there..yes YOU!
this is mine...

ha!
i was about to rant when a distressed friend calls from a coffee shop that only takes cash. As i save her, she saves me.

cheers to ppl who dont believe in credit!

Tuesday, January 13, 2009

boiling

A hexagonal pattern emerges in water when heat is added to it in a uniform manner.
This pattern will persist indefinately if it remains a closed system.
BUT as an open system the uniformity will be disturbed by an imperfection in the plate, inpurities, or heat differentiations.
The order [at our visual scale] bursts into the familiar beginning of a roaring boil.
The threshold is acute but relevant to the beginning of its dissipative phase...magically floating away into a mist.

complexity over simplified...i'm tired.

Monday, January 12, 2009

render me new

A brisk twenty minute walk with cheeks warmed by the sunshine.

Where did I go?
Where did I go?
Where did I go?

Sunday, January 11, 2009

practice round

the empty barrel didn't satisfy
the paper boy didn't budge
it mocks, my shoulders pulled back
and the breath at lips agasp

the artificial breeze sways him
to the rhythm of a dry swallow
he smirks passed the yellow gaze
even passed the brown eyes, to the new

preparations were made for this
but yet it surprises every time
the pendelum that drops to the tangent of empty
it surprises me everytime

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

care bear

In giving friends advice we learn things about ourselves.
I don't give advice much, but when i do, its only because I can feel the anger, confusion or hurt they feel. like looking in a mirror of experience. Hence, i RARELY give advice.

but i did and i can breathe easy with her
knowing that with the begining of her closure came the final steps in mine

happily, a deep breath

Sunday, January 4, 2009

back-to-work pleasa-pastries

The turnover..
really easy to make.
fun sticky flaky mess when eaten.

enjoy with moderation

what now?

exactly.
what now?

Saturday, January 3, 2009

home catalogue image 002


sheer curtain: came with apartment
cat: The Brain, adopted 6 years ago from HSPCA
pillow: gift from Delkash on year ago, I need to call her.
virgin mary candle: going away gift from cookie and chad in 2006

Thursday, January 1, 2009