The pill The hangover The early flight The feeling you get after you slept on your hand and it feels like an extraneous, estranged foreign body that does not belong in that oddly shaped place between your elbow and your shoulder. It flops around helplessly and you marvel at your body’s inability to move. Its [...]
Archive for the ‘On thoughts’ Category
On the morning after
July 5, 2008
On Management
July 2, 2008
As I had my head carefully and consciously massaged by the careful hands of an expert, my neck cradled in curves I couldnt help but hope that the description id provided her with would be enough to yield the desirable effect on my hair. Hair dressers and I dont get along. At all. But she [...]
On Mexico, coffee and life?
July 1, 2008
Life in the U.S. revolves around the family room or else it lies behind the locked doors of adolescents balsting music too loudly for it to be trully appreciated. Life in Mexico revolves around the kitchen. Even in the 20th century the central point of life in the average Mexican household is the kitchen. And [...]
On running
June 30, 2008
Thud thud thud thud thud goes the 350 pound beast “running” in front of me. I say “running” saracastically and in the most liberal way possible. More of a trudging of the spirit, hope dragging, heartbeat racing far ahead its owner who is all the time trying to escape the constant jiggling of her backside. [...]
Lessons Learned
June 29, 2008
Carry a quarter: tootsie roll, laundry or locker. Listen to dispatch. Sing to an acoustic. Talk to your professors. Study. Stop Studying. Take a step back. Live. Study. Own a dog, remember: you are not the center of the universe. If your knees hurt at night: a) You are old. b) Apply heat. c) You [...]
