Archive for July, 2005

Memo to the neurons misfiring in my head

Sunday, July 31st, 2005

It's not that I don't appreciate the special effects soundtrack that's been embedded in my head and programmed for random, causing spontaneous, sometimes-amusing, sometimes-bothersome auditory hallucinations. But if I start hearing cowbell solos in the middle of the night, I am going to start complaining to TPTB. It's not that ...

I'm too tired to care if this sucks or not.

Wednesday, July 27th, 2005

OK, so it's not exactly flash fiction. It's over 900 words. It's still pretty short. PUSH DOWN AND TURN christy cohen 2005 Did I forget to take my pills? I don't know. I think I took them. How would I know if I had forgotten to ...

Items of Interest for stalkers and non-stalkers alike

Monday, July 25th, 2005

My mice are fatherless. I have a 2-liter bottle of Coke that doesn't belong to me, in my fridge. I've archived every videotape I own onto DVD-R. I guffaw in the direction of websites that claim "only available in VHS format" about old vignettes from certain bands. Mice are funny. Fluoxetine ...