Tuesday, April 30, 2019

I could get used to this.

Monday, April 29, 2019

""working""

Sunday, April 28, 2019

Saturday, April 27, 2019

I just looked at the weather. 34 to 98 to 55 to 100+ back to ? in the next 10 days, plus dessert to ocean back to Dampauffalo twice between. By the time I get to Boston, I will be a coffee bean with a chest cold covered in freckles.

Say la vee.

Thursday, April 25, 2019

speak it

"Truth"

Monday, April 22, 2019

The Snake (LA LA LA!) - Oscar Brown Jr

VIRGO. Achilles had his heel. Sampson had his haircut. And you have your own version of a small vulnerability that has a disproportionately huge impact on your strength. Protect yourself accordingly.

Believing.

Sunday, April 21, 2019

"Everyone leaves, if they need to, if they can, or if they have to." Lost Children Archives, Valera Luiselli

April. The cruelest month. He always starts cheating in Aprils. Pre Mother's Day. The a.m. birds chirping their brains loose remind me.

Column A - Honest commitment phobes (single).  Column B - repressed liars (not single). Both start out sending me songs and wanting to talk.

It doesn't bother me anymore. Because it isn't about me. I could be Jessica Alba. Except I am not.

I took myself vacation shopping yesterday, after getting a spring waxing (discipline before pleasure, gotta earn it). I bought a sexy bathing suit and a silk dress that cost a fortune because it felt very good against my smooth bare abraised skin. 

"April ft Shopping ft Ropes"


Saturday, April 20, 2019

I say in my mind to you 'play me a song?' then I turn on the radio:

tail end of scared, I ask again and hit the search button: fully and completely

(headtilt)

Friday, April 19, 2019

Tuesday, April 16, 2019

It is a faithless cold world full of liars versus a warm vibrant world full of lovers, and I belong on neither team.

Something collapsed inside me.



Monday, April 15, 2019

VIRGO This is a new you, so clear your environment of all the unwanted reminders of the old you doing the old habits, and fill the space with symbols, tools and fuels that represent the new you.

(Armscrossy.) Oh hell no. This shit is not turning my head. I do not need a "new me". Universe, if you think I am keeping drawer space free for Mr Right ever again, you can suck it. In fact, I will know Mr Right by his willingness to leave one shirt with me. Neither more nor less.

Sunday, April 14, 2019

Game of Thrones. That is all.

Friday, April 12, 2019

Thursday, April 11, 2019

I said "sure, if you will take me to dinner in Boston" (very armscrossy), which is an unreasonable demand to make of a man who lives in Omaha.

That is unlikely, of course, and even if he will do that, the chances of my shutting the door on him before any such thing are about 99.9%. But what if I kept making demands and he kept agreeing? What if I demanded a tattoo? I would never do that. Except I DID do that.

I did that.

And sooner or later, one of these dudes will stick, it is inevitable, I am not going to be celibate always waiting around. So. The questions will resume. What is your deal? That is a fair question.

My sexual orientation. Is peculiar. And has shaped my entire life. To be now alone. Which I prefer to be most of the time. But not always. Semi-Solo Nympho, that's the title of my next album (ha).

What's yours?

Sunday, April 07, 2019

Some have seen the show, as The Washington Post put it, as a “revenge fantasy about what happens when women who have been brutalized and raped gain power. … Rape or enslave or shame a woman on ‘Game of Thrones’ and she will plot your murder, curse your unborn child in your womb, burn your capital city, bomb your place of worship, let you be torn apart by starving dogs or leave you to be blinded and tortured by a zombie knight acting out a grotesque pantomime of your own victimization.”



Saturday, April 06, 2019

Friday, April 05, 2019

Monday, April 01, 2019