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I find happiness in voodoo doll smiles.

Sometimes, when I'm blue, I look back at characters I've written. The good ones, learn to live on their own, without me. They breath and grow and sometimes, you get that strange satisfaction of realizing the character you created is wiser than you.

A year ago, I wrote a series of three monologues for an actress friend of...
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so I broke up with a city on my birthday

Thanks to all for the happy birthday wishes.

Yesterday was a quite sort of birthday as people were either far away from Springfield (where I go to schoolthough Im coming back home to the Chicago burbs in the next week or so) or sickthough I plan on doing a bit of belated celebration (after alldoing...
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It's my birthday today. I accept massages.

When I was a boy, I had a waterbed and no space under the bed meant no monsters under the bed. My writing teacher is convinced that is why I write the things I writeto make up for lost time.

I've never liked umbrellas. Theyre bulky, cumbersome, and keep the rain from hitting my face.

Today I met with my advisor to discuss my thesis project for my Creative Writing Masters. Its a sort of modern, dark, epic poem (told in alternating prose and narrative poetry) about a voodoo priestess and a fallen angel - called SOULS UNSURE. Ill finish writing it this summer and turn it in during the Fall and have my public reading in December.

The...
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Making prank calls to the ticket office, at the theatre you work at, when the boss sends you out of the office on an errand, is FUN! Last week I did a few. Heres one

Victim: Ticket office, how may I help you?
Me: [in a thick, Russian accent] I would like ticket to show.
V: And which show would that be?
M: Ticket to...
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"You know who your real friends are at 2 in the morning."
-Hunter S. Thompson


Hydroplaning, at 80 mph, in a lightning storm, brings on a certain clarity of vision mini vision quests in tiny, heart-in-the-throat bites. And so I reviewed

Recently, a friend of a friend who became my friend, because she enjoyed my poetry reading, showed concern for my nocturnal ways. She told...
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Wise man once say, Paper cut make masturbation treacherous.

I'm too tired to type more. Go to my live journal. I'm told it is entertaining.