sick to my stomach

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At first, it was stress for my baby girl, but it turns out, she’s going to be okay. She’ll have to learn balance all over again, and she still walks like a drunk on black ice, but she’s going to live.

It sucks for her, but we were so not ready to lose another one.

What really made me sick was making the mistake of reading some of the Epstein emails.

America, either you’ve got incredible self-control, unbelievable cowardice or unmitigated depravity, but how you have picked up the torches and pitchforks and marched on the homes and offices of every single billionaire or politician named in those files is beyond me.

I suspect it’s a matter of all three, but holy hell. If you haven’t read these things, you should know it’s so much worse than you could ever imagine. Fiction isn’t that inhuman and sadistic.

An anger came up from somewhere absolutely primal reading some of these excerpts. I’m absolutely abhorred. It makes me ill.

These monsters aren’t human.

Target: 1500 words
Written: 898 words, short story: Skeleton Park

Read: The Tipping Point, Malcolm Gladwell
Comics: Fables: The Wolf Among Us 29-32
Music: 3, Violent Femmes

well, this is fucking scary

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We massively overfed our little dog (stupid idea to give her one of those yellow chews, immediately followed by a plate of Beneful with her flea and tick medicine in it), and now, she’s gone and puked it up and can’t hardly stand.

It’s almost like she’s had a stroke, but she’s still alert. She won’t eat now (which, that’s not so worrisome, given the situation, but she won’t really drink either).

Poor baby. I don’t think it’s rush to the vet yet, but damn. It might be. We’ll give her stomach a little time to settle and see.

Fucking scary.

Target: 1500 words
Written: 2136 words, short story: Skeleton Park

Read: The Shooting Party, Anton Chekhov
Comics: Fables: The Wolf Among Us 25-28
Music: The 2nd Law, Muse

anyways

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I’m thinking a lot about dead people today. Mostly, I think about how many people have come before me, and how many will come after, and how every single one of them will die, and maybe people remember them and maybe they don’t, for good reasons and bad, and there’s tragedy in that.

There’s tragedy in loss, but there’s also tragedy living a life in mourning.

It can feel like a whirlwind, like a pit, like a maelstrom rising out of the earth below your feet.

And yet, we still must live. It’s a wonder anything survives, for any length of time. The only joy is in childhood.

Target: 1500 words
Written: 1504 words, short story: Skeleton Park

Read: The Shooting Party, Anton Chekhov
Comics: Fables: The Wolf Among Us 21-24
Music: 23 Live Sex Acts, Against Me!

work done

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You know what?

I guess it’s for them to decide, but why do people go so far with the plastic surgery and injectables that they no longer look human?

Do they think they look good still?

Dude, you look like Jack Nicholson as the joker, when he painted his face pink.

That shit is weird, bro.

Target: 1500 words
Written: 1300 words, short story: Skeleton Park

Read: The Shooting Party, Anton Chekhov
Comics: Fables: The Wolf Among Us 17-20
Music: 21st Century Breakdown, Green Day (been a green few days)

the stuff

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I think I saved the ending, but yeah, it really didn’t fit with the theme of the thing.

Man, I’m going to have to figure that out. You can’t build up this epic shit, then suddenly decide the protagonist (well, sort of a protagonist) is going to kill everyone (literally – like everyone).

Anyway, I’ve spent a lot of time thinking about whether I have the stuff.

Obviously, astronaut has sailed, but in my chosen field (which I’ve yet to actually work in), do I have it?

That thing that makes great artists actually great?

Do I have that thing?

This, I do not know.

I suspect you only know it when you’re through it. And if you never do it, then guess what?

You don’t got it.

Target: 1500 words
Written: 710 words, comic: The Stuff 6

Read: The Shooting Party, Anton Chekhov
Comics: Fables: The Wolf Among Us 13-16
Music: 21 Guns Live, Green Day

i had something i wanted to say

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But I no longer remember what it was.

I hate it when that happens.

It happens too often.

Target: 1500 words
Written: 1028 words, comic: The Stuff 6

Read: The Broom Of The System, David Foster Wallace (I know this guy is revered, but this was exactly the kind of twaddle that I fucking hate, because it sounds pretty, means nothing, and gives pretentious idiots an excuse to pretend they're oh so much more cultured and intelligent than you, but nope, fucking twaddle, you sanctimonious craphound)
Comics: Fables: The Wolf Among Us 10-12, Fables 149
Music: 21 Guns, Green Day

well, that’s nice

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Apparently, I wasn’t on the list of names on the chopping block for Carney’s cuts.

Yay, me. Tipple one up.

It’s a huge weight off my mind. Now, I can get back to focusing on writing a bunch of stuff and having it rejected all over the map.

Target: 1500 words
Written: 2889 words, comic: The Stuff 6

Read: The Broom Of The System, David Foster Wallace
Comics: Fables: The Wolf Among Us 6-9
Music: 20th Century Masters - The Millenium Collection: The Best of Big Bad Voodoo Daddy, Big Bad Voodoo Daddy

snow day cancelled

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I was hoping with all this snow, they’d say work from home today, but nope.

We’re in the office. On the plus side, I never got the notice of possible layoff, so I guess I’m good for now.

I guess that’s a nice trade-off, when you think about it.

Still.

A snow day would have been cool. Think about it next time, bosses.

Think about it.

Target: 1500 words
Written: 465 words, comic: The Stuff 6

Read: The Broom Of The System, David Foster Wallace (I honestly don't know what I'm reading and whether I like it, or whether the schtick is wearing really thin)
Comics: Fables: The Wolf Among Us 4-5, Fables 148, Fairest 33 (I'm going to miss Fairest, and Cindy in particular - total bad ass)
Music: June 9, 2006, The Metro/Smart Bar, Local H

snow day

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I’ve clear about ten centimetres off the deck already, but an hour later, you’d never know it. My footprints and my dog’s footprints both erased from history.

Let that be a lesson to you.

Mother Nature can wipe your ass out, and no one would ever even know you existed.

Target: 1500 words
Written: 990 words, comic: The Stuff 5

Read: The Broom Of The System, David Foster Wallace
Comics: Fables: The Wolf Among Us 1-3, Fables 147
Music: February 12, 2006, Durty Nellies, Local H

candied pecans

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I don’t know how this day got so far away from me.

Editing, I suppose.

Editing is always time consuming. Yet here we are, with time to candy some pecans.

So, it ain’t all bad.

Target: 1500 words
Written: 1613 words, comic: The Stuff 5

Read: The Broom Of The System, David Foster Wallace
Comics: Fairest 30-32, Fables 146
Music: 2006 - BBC Radio 1, The Strokes