Monthly Archives: April 2007

They say whatever doesn’t kill you makes you stronger. Or really irritates the hell out of you. Or totally fucks you up. Something like that. Go listen to that “Boy named Sue” song by Johnny Cash and let me know … Continue reading →

I wanted to write a profound poem about a lone standing tree on a windy day or a safe harbor in a stormy sea. I wanted to be poetic and meaningful, to find strength in the words, to shine a … Continue reading →

I was telling someone today that I’ve gotten very good at typing on my blackberry while driving, and better still at typing on it while walking (generally through airports). I was explaining that what it takes is just the right … Continue reading →

I now have proof, beyond all doubt, that my life doesn’t follow the normal way of things. I had my suspicions, of course, but today I came across evidence just too strong to ignore. I was trying to get access … Continue reading →

I’ve been catching up on TV lately, gobbling up shows I’ve been wanting to watch but haven’t for reasons too whiny to get into. One show I’ve been watching a lot is Scrubs. I have it set to record on … Continue reading →

In an effort to break free from the soul-crushing despair this journal has become, to bring some pointless frivolity to the melodramatic, whiny ranting, I figured I would share my newly found shopping tips. Clothing shopping tips. Right, I want … Continue reading →

I don’t want to have to do what I’m good at. My entire life, I’ve been doing things because I’m good at them and just once, maybe I’d like to opt out of the obligation that being good at something … Continue reading →

On a flight this morning, the flight attendant let everyone know that she would be picking up the movie players soon, and suggested fast forwarding to find out how things end. Sometimes, when things are particularly hard and all I … Continue reading →

I always thought I had a pretty good sense of direction. I realize that anyone who’s ever ridden in a car with me or had me call them while I drove around aimlessly with no idea where I am (“Um, … Continue reading →

Sometimes, it’s quiet and it’s just me and I’m not doing something for someone else or because of anything and everything is still. And I don’t hear the world going around me at a million miles an hour and I’m … Continue reading →

I sometimes wish I had more brevity. I’m so full of clutter and too many words and thoughts and worries and it would be nice, wouldn’t it, to be brief. To be summed up as simplicity. Omit needless words. The … Continue reading →