hatching from the seed of your thin mind

Things not to say when mysterious men from across the bar buy you and your friends jaegerbombs (ew.):

“Really? For us? Wow, that’s creepy.”

i seem to have swooned

all over again. This makes me dizzy with excitement and joy.

we were made in the dark

Let’s pretend that you are a beetle and you are hanging out around the President, an old apartment building in the Central West End of St. Louis, Missouri. You are doing your own thing and taking a stroll and hugging the pavement from time to time. Your life is just swell–the weather is a pleasant [...]

one way to restrain yourself from running into a bus

The cleft-palate babies. Their unpleasant faces are everywhere and the reaction they evoke in me is not a product of sympathy, guilt or hope–it’s a product of sheer annoyance. It makes me want to jack people in the face with a bag of nickels, to be frank.

give me a coral sometime

There exist a few things which continually occur in my life that cannot cease to make me laugh. Here they are:

Trying to think of what hilarious things Stacy and Clinton would say to the tragic-yet-hopeful twentysomething girl in the next lab over.  She puts together outfits that she really must actively try to make as illogical as they [...]

my hair is bigger than

hip-hop.

all my friends

It seems that my world has recently exploded into a thousand wonderful pieces. Somehow, I was fortunate enough to emerge from my cloud of Coco Mademoiselle and Fitzgerald short stories to see the best sight there is: one David Decepida, who escaped from the likely miserable confines of communist China to America last week.
The arrival [...]