Tag: box opener

when i’m tired, specifically when i’m sleep deprived and it’s the middle of the day, i feel cold; and it’s real cold in that a sweater or being outside in the sun or getting a hug from a warm person helps, but it also feels weirdly distinct from “real” environmental cold. specifically it feels like the coldness is inside me, just under my skin– or rather, my body is wrapped around the coldness like a blocky, ill-fitting rubber sheath, covering it mostly but not entirely, so that i’m always slightly to the left of myself because i’m being displaced by cold

every day is cr/mps. or h**d*che but cr/mps is worse bc doing things that feel like they should help doesn’t help, whereas everyone knows h**d*che is an inviolable creation of G-d & impervious to human efforts at appeasement

hey, does anyone have that video clip [man reads his writing with smug asides, quotes “eloi eloi lama sabachthani”, smugly says it’s (incorrect language, like i think he says it’s greek), audience member shouts “IT’S ARAMAIC, BITCH”] around & can send it to me

i miss & love it. it haunts me. googling “it’s aramaic, bitch” has proven surprisingly unhelpful

the thing about making friendship bracelets is that, if you’re me, the process of making one is fundamentally a process of accepting that you will always have too much thread to justify buying new colors and will thus never have exactly the desired colors, and also no matter how conceptual you’re feeling about it it it will always, in the final analysis, be a friendship bracelet