i live in contant, unyielding terror that a paternal relative of mine will stumble on this website, and, god forbid, read the damn thing. I shudder at the thought of one of my italian cousins realizing, to their stunned dismay, what an unrepentant racist I truly am. I am not a racist, honestly, but if […]
Month: May 2004
on the occasion of my sister’s wedding.
Love is passion, true, and love is dynamic, dramatic, feral and free, but love also is gentle stillness, serenity and calm in the face of misfortune. Love is sharing. Love is consideration, giving till there is nothing left to give, but also is love selfish, greedy, domineering, demanding of full attention, faith, and faithfulness. Love […]
28 and counting.
happy birthday to me (more on this later). wish me well, bitches. […]
go lakers
spam
fuck hrie@yahoo.com. you will rue the day you decided to spamify my comments. bastard. […]
sangin’.
to a chanteuse. confounding torch songs and expectations with equal aplomb. you are going to be exquisite tonight. I know that much. even without the flute nonsense…who are you, herbie mann? sadia is not yusef lateef. singin your lovely little hybrid ass off? that’s you. even playsinging, at karaoke night in your aunt’s house. blew […]
aqua teens.
Meatwad make the money see, Meatwad get the honeys G. Drivin in my car, livin like a star, ice on my fingers and my toes and I’m a Taurus. Cause we are the Aqua Teens, make the homeys say ho and the girlies wanna scream. sho ya right. […]