Shit Happens

Friday, June 24, 2005

no work, all haiku

drudingly opened
zipper parted to let the
cows out to pasture


bed banging bare bed
room walls lined in empty wine
bottles broke open


when you pull my hair
screaming slut whore bitch cunt i
come slightly undone


Wednesday, June 22, 2005

i just can't stop!

unshackled sheets slip
across baren bedboards and
onto the cool floor

Haiku you II

when you push your cock
into my open mouth i
fall madly in love

Haiku you

when i grow older
i want to wrinkle into
lines of young smiles

Tuesday, June 21, 2005

Leaky faucets and peeing in cat boxes

I am happy to report that last night when I went to take a shower, the spider had left the building. (or at least my line of vision)

My newest dilemma in my home:

The downstairs bathroom sink won't turn off! I'm not joking, this is just the latest in a long line of "what else could go wrong in my rickety old house"?

It's a slow, constant trickle, which began sometime yesterday. We tried to screw the handle in tighter, with no avail. Now, we're looking for a place to turn the water off. We can see the knob for the toilet, but not the sink. I hope we don't disconnect the water for the entire bathroom because

That's my bathroom! I already have to go up a flight of stairs to get to it. I'm embarrassed to admit how many nights I've laid in bed, having to pee, so tired, or lazy, that I consider going in the cat box around the corner. (no, I haven't done it yet, but if I do, I'll make sure to blog about it)

I'm sure there is some tube back there that can be disconnected but holy fucking jeeze, I live in the little pig house of straw.

Monday, June 20, 2005

no child left behind my ass

another reason bush and his policies suck

Spider story

I took a shower with a spider this morning. He was brown and fat and I'm sure he was poisonous.

I wouldn't have let him hang around while I was all naked and vulnerable, but I had already put shampoo on my hair by the time I noticed him.

And he taunted me. I spent the entire shower, turned backwards, eyeing him as he slowly crawled across the bathroom ceiling, hanging from web parts, smiling at me.