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Published: February 5th 2006
Midnight
12:03- 2006- They poured onto the streets in celebration of their own intoxication. The tree that will not bend will break. There’s something to be said for diplomacy. When those around you show signs of teenage angst, decades past their teenage prime, it is necessary to remain the beacon of neutrality, the shoulder to cry on, the sounding board of gossip. There comes a time however, when your turn comes to be unreasonable. Teachers and mothers have the most nervous breakdowns because they are the ones who must maintain cool in the face of adversity. One day “serenity now!” doesn’t work and ‘Pop’; I think that’s what a nervous breakdown sounds like, the same sound your ears make when changing altitudes. Some people’s ears are more sensitive to changes in altitude than others, just as some mothers and teachers are more susceptible to insanity. I am a teacher, and sometimes I feel like a mother, letting those around me suckle on my teets of generosity and good nature when everyone else around them is pissed off. I do too much out of obligation.
Money buys privacy. I do not have money. Therefore, I live in a terraced house. Therefore I live in a terraced house with six people.
I read a lot
Cigars and Champaigne
12:06 AM- Cheap Dominican Cigar tastes like Ash Tray. Imitation Champaign tastes like 7 Up. of books written in first person; dialogues of thoughts. Some are stream of consciousness novels. I am now predicting that most plot driven novels are written in third person. I am now predicting that most character driven novels are written in first person.
I like to drink strong coffee. I see no need for light beer. Some times, I even like to smoke strong cigarettes. I was never able to abandon the “if I cant feel the burn or effect of this dreadful chemical then I must be getting ripped off” attitude that comes with teenage binge drinking.
The smell of fear is audible. So intense is this smell, that it has invaded a sense that it knows nothing of, the sense of hearing. “The smell of fear”. Use it in two sentences:
The smell of fear was written in bright blue letters on our t-shirts as we stumbled out of our tour bus and onto another stage. Our bass player was strung out on heroine; I was strung out on cups of strong coffee.
I find writing in the present tense distracting. Here is my attempt… This Reserve has a problem with breeding. The birth
rate is high among drug-addicted teenagers, mosquitoes and wild dogs. Our Heroine was not born on the reserve. She moved here two years ago when she took a job teaching at the local elementary school. The job is hard. It takes several cups of strong coffee to get her motivated to leave her house this morning. The wind is cold, the sky is grey and the air is rife with the smell of smoke. She walks; carrying a load of books…She hears a distant howl. By the time she hears them, it is already too late to attempt escape. The smell of fear pierces the air. Dogs can smell fear. Three wild dogs attack her from behind. Things like this only happen in movies, but this is not a movie. The blood that flows is thin and crimson, the rips in her clothes caused by teeth, fail to expose breasts or legs, her screams are real and only last seconds before they fade into sobs, then silence.
Sometimes it takes a while to build context, but I did finally manage to use “the smell of fear” in two sentences. I improved my word power. Shalom.
Below are belated pictures
Mirror watching
3:00 AM- January 1, 2006- The mirror watched us all night like the creepy guy in the corner whom nobody invited. of my New Years. I leave on a trip to Poland in 2 weeks.
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Vicki
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deep
That was weird...In fact I don't get it. I think Europe has gotten to you and ravaged your mind.