Monday, October 22, 2012












He takes one out of the package, asks “how do these work?” as he unpeels it. What do you mean, how do they work, you know how they work. “Well yeah but these aren’t like the hospital issue wound pads”, which are exactly like the little pad stuck to the underside of every chuck roast or steak, only bigger, your dinner for all intents and purposes a wound separated from the wounded and a pad stuck to it that needs no adhesive aside from the blood itself, sticky inherently. “What are these things?”, he asks as he finishes unwrapping the side tabs and sticks the whole thing to his forehead. Those are wings, ya know, like from the commercial, you wrap them around. “Ahhh”, he says, as he opens a bottle of wine and pours me a glass with a panty-liner stuck to his forehead, the wings flapping.

Later, whenever that is and however it turns out to be noted as such, such moments as these will be my memories of us.

Remember this?

Monday, October 15, 2012

update: Mark cleared surgery, 8hours and viola a tumor "the size of a volleyball" along w his spleen (wtf is a spleen?)and gallbladder etc. Meanwhile I am all cried out. For today anyway. No song. I think I broke my soundtracker, I don't have DmS fortitude, I can barely narrate anymore

Friday, October 12, 2012

Me: What’s the most common term for a vagina, like in your everyday usage?
Him: what do you mean ‘everyday usage’?
Me: ok let me rephrase the question, what’s the worst term, like the pornographic one you might think in your head when you’re having sex typa deal? Is that ‘cunt’?
Him: probably, or ‘pussy’, I try to avoid ‘cunt’ cz it might be offensive
Me: you try to avoid being offensive in your head?
Him: well ok no not in my head, I’m just saying, ‘cunt’ might be a bit much don’t you think?
Me: I don’t really have a problem with it, personally
Him: noted
Me: so like what’s the pedestrian term, when you’re just referring to a vagina but not in a particularly fuck-me kinda way?
Him:
Him: ummmm, ‘vagina’?
Me: really? That seems so clinical
Him: Ok maybe ‘box’
Me: (giggle)
Him: shut up, you’re the one asking
Me: ok ok, so what’s the worst term? Like, that you know of?
Him: worst like how?
Me: like worst, like I dunno ‘bearded clam’ or something
Him: (giggle)
Me: Seriously, what’s the worst thing you can think of?
Him: ‘meat curtains’
Me:
Me: (gigggggle) that’s awful
Him: it is. Ok so what’s the worst one for a penis?
Me: well there’s ‘schlong’ but that’s pretty meh
Him: yeah you can do better, c’mon
Me: um…..’heat seeking moisture missile’
 Him: lol, that’s awesome, where’d you hear that one?
Me:


vid/music from DmS (I think the chic is kinda hair-too-did but the dress is good)


Gotye - Somebody That I Used To Know - SNL 4-14-12 by IdolxMuzic


memory pops in the weirdest of ways, have you ever noticed that? I can't remember almost anything I try to, and then again strange things just wash ashore like that eyeball, and I dream, like last night I dreamt I got caught snowed in at a hotel with John trying to get to Chicago and somehow Aa had arranged the whole thing like time traveling matchmaker slash temptor like the devil gives out tests ya know? and I knew it was a dream in a minute when J said he was really into having a relationship now that he was all good and open and well and love-ready and I snortled like o really? and woke up coughing actually then coughed my brains loose as his smell faded, which was the only thing that bothered me, that it was actually in the room when I woke up that smell - then I lost an hour's sleep worring it was a sign of something, and decided it was a sign that my Ex is going to get himself snowed in with my boys in the Redwoods on a camping trip this coming week and they're all gonna die :/ in real life, I'm going to Target after work to buy the boyz more winter gear and underwear, paranoid now that a snow squall of memory or ice could kill a person if they don't have long underwear enough or something like that.....

"Thinly Veiled Disguise," Ron Sexsmith


Tuesday, October 09, 2012

"Memories are like flies swarming around me and I'm not sure I want to remember." ― Agnès Varda

Wednesday, October 03, 2012

accounting

do a reckoning
list all your relationships
significant ones
then rate em:
1 better off if she/he hadn't met me
2 better off for having met me
3 a draw
4 they fucked me over, some kinda deliberately or none-the-less

not an entirely useful activity
but it lends a certain ambiance of perspective