Popsickle

(sing it with me)

im on.

warm milk.

and laxatives.

cherry.

flavored.

antacids.




Very few people in my "real life" know about this site, and, perhaps not coincidentally, there are suddenly far less "real life" people in my "real life". In their place I've got saved emails, random piles of photographs, notes from "collaborative" art projects started then stopped, phone numbers to cellys long since shut down...

In their place i've got the past, laid out before me in a pissy, cluttered way, like dirty dinner dishes still on the table when yr ready for desert.

The women in my real life have never bothered much with this blog, while the men can't seem to get enough...