cabaretic

Every time I go to the grocery store, I manage to spend $40. Doesn't matter what I buy, in what quantity, or what number of items I write down on the list. 40 dollars. Either my mind is so efficient that it thinks in blocks of forty dollars worth of goods at a time or it's merely a matter of proportion--I consume the same relative...
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We smiled and smiled
We smiled and smiled

Laughter echoes in your eyes

We climbed and climbed
We climbed and climbed

Foot falls softly in the pines

We cry and cry
We cry and cry

Sadness passes in a while
We roll and roll

We roll and roll
Help me roll away the stone

Let's here it for career-ending moments in show business.

Out of my mind
And I just can't
take it anymore

Left behind
By myself and
what I'm living for

All I hear are screams
from outside the limousines

That are taking me

Out of my mind

Through the keyhole
in an open door

Happy to find
That I don't know
what I'm smiling for

Tired of hanging on,
If you've missed me,

I've just...
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1. Applied for six jobs using three separate websites. Bullshitted my way through half of the applications and spent hours filling out unnecessarily complicated forms/supplemental information, none of which was standardized between company and/or government agency. Big surprise that. I wish I didn't have to sound like Mary Poppins incarnate in writing cover letters or teaching philosophies.

2 Talked to E on the phone for...
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I miss E terribly, but I know it's likely that it will be several more weeks, if not months, before we see each other again. To her credit, she has given me an exhaustive list of places to apply to, towards which I have begun to make somewhat of a dent. In applying I have frequently had to fudge my qualifications by way of extensive...
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In writing entries like these, I'm reliving fond experiences spent with E. If they entertain/interest/amuse you, I'm glad. If not, then just ignore them.

E and I headed up to the art house AFI Institute in Silver Springs to watch a French film from the early fifties. The movie, I'll have you know, was mostly cover for what we intended to do to each other....
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Two weeks ago from yesterday we were walking hand in hand down Wisconsin Avenue towards the Tenleytown Metro stop. E noticed the beginnings of a security detail. Secret Servicemen dressed in black suits and sunglasses plus other armed guards were flanking a convoy of identical black SUVs. More perceptive than me, she knew that, due to the size of the gathering and the degree of...
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I don't understand how certain societies and cultures can espouse bigamy or polygamy. One girlfriend at a time is more than enough for me to handle. As wonderful as it has been to get to know her, I also acknowledge how time consuming and emotionally taxing a process it has been, too. I really do hope this lasts for a while and I don't have...
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Today I helped Mom put eight collector's edition porcelain plates up for sale on eBay. Each was of a different species of bird. When they were new, back in 1990, they retailed for $65 a piece. This was discovered when scouring the internet for other sellers of the same product. The plates belonged to my grandmother, but interestingly enough, I had never even seen them...
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