Saturday, July 25, 2009


I'm going to write an album review of your life.
I want to keep you by my side
And then you're all around me

I want to take you by the hand
And then you're hands inside me

I feel your eyes all over me

I can't even look.


If I were a man
What would make me a song
Would it start in an outfit made of tweed
Could I say some words that would fade into the moon

Oh, oh, oh, a man made song.


If I were a younger man, I would write me a history of human stupidity I would climb to the top of Mount McCabe and I would lie down on my back with my history for a pillow; and I would take from the ground some of the blue-white poison that makes statues of men; and I would make a statue of myself, lying on my back, grinning horribly, and thumbing my nose at You Know Who.

Wednesday, July 1, 2009


Text message conversation between Sunni and Jiss.

Approximately 12:45am on Wednesday 2nd July.

Sunni: I think those girls want to be witches... little do they know that we actually are witches... not some cheap imitation! By the way, I think I'm actually losing my mind. X

Jiss: In a good way? Me too though. When our husbands die, wanna live together and grow weed and tomatoes and dye our hair purple?

Sunni: I don't think I have a choice in the matter really. Although, I think I just put myself into rehab so not to prevent it (because, let's face it, that's impossible) but maybe to just avoid serious damage where I'll have to wear a Tenna Lady for the rest of my day. That'd suck!

Jiss: HA. That would never happen to you. Trashy as you may think you are, you really are not. You are too beautiful to ever be considered trashy. Shine on me crazy diamond.

Sunni: You just made me cry-laugh!

Jiss: Hahaha you just made me laugh/smile goofy.