falling up.

sometimes there is not a doubt in my mind that you are all i have ever needed.

questions i got at work the other day:

Q)What is the average size penis?

A) According to AskMen.com, the average penis is 3.43 inches when flaccid, and 5.8 inches when erect.

i get that question at least once, but usually much more per shift. also, who has the world's largest penis? It's jonah falcon, i believe, at, 13.5 inches. I was once asked if, laid end to end, how many of poor mr. falcons (seems it would be both a gift and a curse, really) would it take to a) reach the moon, and b) circumference the earth. i remember neither of the exact figures, but trust that they were staggering.......even mind-boggling.

Q)Whats that movie, with that guy, that was in that other movie...with that dog?

A)There are many films with men and dogs, from last year's hit Marley & Me to classics like Sounder, and Old Yeller.

like, damn son, really? i hope you was being a smartass with that question.

Q)Why does sparkle drink so much?

A) Sparkle may drink too much alcohol in order to feel drunk or escape the problems he/she is having.

i assumed that they meant alcohol cause upon first glance i of course assumed that sparkle was a person, maybe a stripper or a drag queen of some stripe, what with the name sparkle. or maybe i was projecting. i suppose it, it meaning sparkle, of course, may have been a cat or a gerbil, or some such shit, too, i guess. in which case not drinking enough would be symptomatic of renal failure, or simple dehydration.

in keeping with the cat motif....

Q)Can u get high from inhaling cat urine?

A) Although cat urine has a foul odor and has been rumored to give off a high, there is no scientific answer as to whether it really does or not.

its kinda like ewwy why would ya wanna but hey man its like me and anne have always said we take res hits cause we need to not cause we want to...same kind of thing i guess or perhaps im just rationalizing on this poor blokes behalf.

Q) What is a penis?

A)The penis is the external male sex organ which contains the urinary tract & is used for reproduction.

File this one under "if you have to ask...". and, yes, our clientele is really, truly, this penis-centric. between this and horoscopes, goddamn if i have time for anything else. been workin three weeks, and only TWO shark questions! only TWO! and that was specified as one of my areas of expertise!


Q) my ex, its hard for us to communicate now that its over
A) When communicating with an ex, it is important not to bring up old issues, and to be empathetic. More?
Q) ya i would try to talk to him, but everyone thinks i hate him, because after hmy badly he hurt me i should. but i guess i am deeply in love with him too.
but i dunno. its hard to talk to him about it. he avoids situations like that sometimes. well certain ones. Well, we are not even cloud to be together. my mom doesnt trust him.
A) If you really do want him back and you both are ready, have a serious talk; talking with your mom might also help her trust you and him.
Q)O ok. so i really miss my ex, and something tells me that he is in love with me, but he has had a reputation as a player for a long time so its hard for
him to go back to me. at least thats what i think and observe. i work with him and see him and school. he already has a new girl but everytime he sees me
A)Try communicating with your ex-boyfriend by phone or email & ask him if he still has feelings for you.
Q)even when he is with her, he walks with me and hugs me. what do you think?
A)Maybe talk to him in private about what you feel for him and about his actions toward you. Good luck!

they more mixed up than a milkshake. also, that was both physically and mentally exhausting for me. more than i could ever ever express in one blog post. ever.

and i try to leave but you know me i come back when you want me to.

the mountains of tibet.

every parent should utilise those terrible, terrible "trick" candles....you know, those which when one blows on them, they initially appear extinguished, only to relight? they are probably necessary for every childs' birthday from every birthday since the....birth day. few things in this world highlight as much as aforementioned candles the lack of permanence of everything in this weird life, and how ineffectual each of us really are. valuable lessons, methinks.

the giver

ive been finding it difficult to listen to anything besides obnoxious beepy music. crystal castles, et al. its really becoming a problem around here. that and the white stripes cover of "jolene". jack white is killing me softly with his song. actually, dolly partons song. dollys fuckin fabulous OBVS but no one does shrieky cat in heat better than mr. white. i wonder what dolly used to look like. or what she would look like now if it werent for her......upkeep. less boobs.

he doesn't look a thing like jesus.

dunkin donuts receipts empty crumbled camel light boxes loose fake eyelashes toulouse-latrec postcard white spiky belt with four spikes missing three scarves one grey and white striped linen one red black and blue madras one black and white and something that wouldnt be out of place around some manner of middle eastern jihadists neck a book of stamps emblazoned with the liberty bell no bottle of vodka three pairs of glasses purple gold and black none necessary for correcting my vision two pairs of hoops softball sized and just as obnoxious as that sounds interpreter of maladies weed pipe box of plugs and barbells and o rings now unnecessary since ive retired every piercing a birthday card that plays the theme of jaws thank you heather which i predict the motor will run out on in about...two days or so introduction to logic text rubberbands still swaddling it the evidence of a self paced course a few loose pez unlabeled cherry or raspberry a bottle of warm vanilla sugar flavored lotion and i do not even enjoy that scent that much.

goodnight, moon.

what makes me cry probz more than anything is reading about/looking at pictures from world war two. curious. thats a bunker from normandy. it looks like star wars, though.

my dad meant to call me a douchenozz today i believe cos me and the littlest bandy it about incessantly, but instead referred to me as, while i can only guess at the spelling, as a "douchemah". its almost like the time he was driving me to a show and asked if i was planning on joining in the "nosh pit".

where the sidewalk ends.

my punk band will be called:

taylor moyer is rude.

or

like dolls eyes.

what to do what to do.

if i could blog like anyone it would probz be kanye west. if i could have anyones hair it would probz also be kanye wests though only its current mullet form obvs. or neal cassady if he had a blog. if he were even alive in the time of blogs. hypothetically then i would blog like neal cassady were that the case.

whenever i smoke in the dark i become irrationally fearful that a sniper, seeing the lit end and mistaking me for someone else, will kill me. my dad did get drive-byed with a paintbull gun once. and i have been stabbed. this is a nation wide concern.

number the stars.

Had to write an essay on the book that has impacted us most. Early Childhood Literature was the class. Wrote aforementioned essay, bangin ass essay (though as usual far over the draconian word count limits presented), on American Psycho. The novel obvs not the movie flim. Submitted to the professors' dropbox, copy and pasted to the discussion board..........................until I realized an American Psycho analysis may not be the most apropos choice for a class more geared towards the Berenstain Bears and Where the Wild Things Are. Though Maurice Sendak was on some other shit too, with that shit (he did write Where the Wild Things Are, didnt he?)

No one likes me in any of my classes, which is weird. I understand people not liking and ostracizing me in person, because of my incessant kiss-assery to the teacher and general obnoxiousness. But these are all online, and yet no one responds to any of my discussion board posts! No one! Not one! At all! All semester thus far. But then again one of the hos in my english class tried to say goddamn Twilight was the book that has influenced them most so maybe this shits on some positive. WHAT DO I KNOW. I DONT KNOW.

I was really fuckin happy though about my John Updike essay, it had a 700 word limit............and I ended up through some jest of god WITH EXACTLY THAT. Amazing!

Been so bored I've been going out of my mind. Goofy thoughts abound and, like my father, I have resorted to taking my boredom out by annoying those nearest and dearest, so to speak, even though i have a general disdain of such ridiculous little phrases. Taylor can attest to this. The annoyingness, not my abhorrence of rhyming phrases. And, you know, I gotta say...the old man is onto something. I always knew I loved awkward situations but I never knew how awkward I can make them. Heavy lies the crown, sort of thing.

COCOA BEAN MUGATU is so goddamn persistent with attempting to laze across my laptop keyboard I swear to god if this cat does not get anointed and exorcised soon (or exercised she could use that too) I am just gonna flip.