Archive for August, 2007
starbucks + wild oats = nirvana?
Thursday, August 30th, 2007All this time, I thought it you just had to find the right Starbucks. If you went to enough of them, you would find the one that has the right mood for you. Well, so far, I have found 2. One in Miami, and one in Atlanta. What do they have in common? Well, a [...]
just plain poo-poo (every night)
Tuesday, August 28th, 2007every night ends the same. with my shame. with accusations of things I haven’t done. with being made into a boy. with being reminded exactly how triffling I must be. every night I cry. I wonder what am I doing here. I wonder if it is all worth it. I wonder if I can recover [...]
“poo-poo in the potty”
Monday, August 27th, 2007I never thought I would ever be so happy to see shit in my life. But today was the day to be happy about shit. He went “poo-poo in the potty” today. I was alerted by “Knickers”. So excited I was to see the shit, that I yelled and clapped out of shear pride. Of [...]
company
Thursday, August 23rd, 2007Sometimes I want a little company. Not conversation, just company. Just knowing that someone is there. There beside me. Distance is a figment of our imagination. An imagination that can overcome itself. Sometimes I want a little company. Just knowing someone is there is enough. So I wait, for company to come. And battle the [...]
that look
Monday, August 20th, 2007It was an all too familiar look to me. One which I have only experienced from a person. It’s a soulful and piercing glance. One where the soul is granted to the recipient. There is a smile in the eyes. It’s truthful, to the core. For 4 days I’ve endured seeing that look giving to [...]
the hollywood hotel room
Saturday, August 18th, 2007Upon opening the door, I was hit with the overpowering yet faded scent of cigarette smoke. The scent thickened the air. It’s vapour drifting upwards from the depths of the carpet, the linings on the walls, the ceiling. I immediately looked for an ashtray. I reached for the knob on the air conditioner, hoping that [...]