On cutting ties

Stripped, I am both ecstatic and disheartened to see only flesh and ink.

It will pass away like a slow parade

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Disregard all of the above.

On fight-or-flight

It dripped gasoline in your handwriting as it turned left. A generated action potential and arousal, increased blood flow to the muscles. I dragged the white paint all the way up, leaving permanent footprints. It drips blood in your dilated handwriting.

Red today, match on gasoline, see it through the windshield. Just past the lithium salts.

On shapes

It makes a white noise when it snaps, like kicking a pebble across concrete.

Fifteen things worth smiling about

1) Belle and Sebastian, particularly the tracks "Roy Walker" and "You're Just a Baby"
2) The Animation Show
3) Bustin' out the gee-tar. I'm an ever-amateur, but sometimes it feels damn good to strike a chord.
4) Spontaneous mid-day hugs on the streets of Athens
5) The occasional sporting of my spring/fall jacket
6) A lovely date with a lovely lady
7) "STOP TALKING TO FRUIT!"
8) Franzia in a box, and other discounted/discontinued wines
9) Lemon Jelly - "Nice Weather for Ducks"
10) Mile runs consistently between 7 and 8 minutes
11) Losing five pounds in a week (see above)
12) www.2SMRT4U.com - protect your internet virginity! I got my ring in the mail this weekend.
13) Academic success: Receiving the highest grades in the class on both of my most recent psych exams, and getting excessive praise on my writing from my English teachers. I'm not even a psych or English major - schwing!
14) Girl Talk (and scoring a last-minute sold out ticket because I'm one of the cool kids)
15) The anxious thrill of my newest impending tat - this one'll be hardcore.

"Tymps (The Sick in the Head Song)" - Fiona Apple

"Those boon times went bust
My feet of clay, they dried to dust
The red isn't the red we painted
It's just rust
And the signature thing
That used to bring a following
I have trouble now
Even remembering

So why did I kiss him so hard
Late last Friday night?
And keep on letting him change all my plans?
I'm either so sick in the head
I need to be bled dry to quit
Or I just really used to love him
I sure hope that's it

I knew that to keep in touch
Would do me deep in dutch
'Cause it isn't the rush of remembering
It's just mush
And that signature thing
Is only growing harrowing
I should have no trouble now
To keep from following

So why did I kiss him so hard
Late last Friday night?
And keep on letting him change all my plans?
I'm either so sick in the head
I need to be bled dry to quit
Or I just really used to love him
I sure hope that's it."

When I listen to the entire Extraordinary Machine album I'm convinced that Fiona Apple and I dated the same person.