tramp candy

Sean (my roommate)
sliced into his hand
and got stitches yesterday
so
write him a
"Hope you feel better and meet someone so you can get laid for the first time in 4 years" message.

so sean
got a gift/trophy/reward
from a culinary class
or something

the reward was something
I can’t remember what he did
but it was impressive
and someone was impressed with what he did

it’s like the first thing he’s won in a long time
and it was a pat on the back
and public recognition
and
a snickers bar

like they didn’t have anything else
so they were like
"here, have this"

and for a guy that was playing world of war craft and living in the upstairs of his parents house less than a year ago…

he’s come a long way

great job
culinary school
new friends
thin
great attitude
ready to take on the world

and this award
this snickers bar
is the first thing
in a long time
he’s earned

so it’s not just a snickers bar

it’s the first
in what will be
a long line
of acolaids
and awards
and successes
and I really am proud of Sean for all he’s accomplished

and this award
this snickers bar
is representative of
not just that thing he did in class
but of how far he’s come
and how well he’s doing

and how
no matter what
you can turn your life around
it’s never too late to be a success

but

that still doesn’t mean you should display it

it is still kind of weird
to have a random snickers bar
a little dusty
on the top shelf of the book shelf.

and it taunts me

it dares me to eat it.

every
fucking
day

Like it says "You can just replace me before he notices"
or
"just eat me and stuff the wrapper with a granola bar"

it’s begging for it.

dressed all skin tight
showing off some nougat
slutty fucking snickers bar

{end scene}

My x box broke.

I never realized how empty my life has gotten.

empty is too strong a word
Not empty like I own cats and drink red wine.
but not nearly as cool as I think it is.

like a montage of my after work weekly routine would include a lot of me on the couch killing terrorists and rocking your face off at guitar hero….there is poker night and fancy bar night and the weekends are entertaining…..but generally I could be so much more. 

It took broken x box to show that to me.

It’s ok though
I’m still smoke free.

the gym on monday.
I need new shoes

soon  less weight
my new lable..?
Concentrate

Get in now while the getting is good
Soon ther’ll be less of me to love!

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February 22, 2008

ryn: you think the arms are bad, you can’t see the full horror of my hands. they make mr burns look like a carnie. also, i was bred for many things. zombieskull crushing is but one service i am destined to provide.

February 25, 2008

ryn: i like to think my thighs are zombie-crushersbut thank you nonetheless

February 26, 2008

I love your writing!