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I’ve spent the last couple of nights getting my finances in order. Counting credit card debt and student loan debt, I’m about $28,000 in the hole. I’ll be 1K less when I cash my writing contract work check on Saturday. About 3K of that is computer debt. No, more: about $3500 if you count all

The older I get, the more I write, the more I want to bash in the heads of those people who are like, “Yea, I’m going to write a novel soon, I just don’t have the time.” Or, “I think I’ll take up writing.” I think I’ll take up brain surgery.

When I was eighteen years old, I spent a couple of nights a week standing in the bathroom at 3am thinking up ways to kill myself. I had a few options. A bottle of sleeping pills in the medicine cabinet. The loaded gun my boyfriend kept under the front seat of his car. The apartment

“The fundamental intellectual level of humanity has and will always be low. New technological possibilities mean more experimental things can be forgotten in new ways. There are amazing filmmakers, like the Soviet Dziga Vertov. Who knows who this guy is and who cares? Who knows or cares who Joyce was? That means people who want

Wilfred Thesiger lived with and observed the Marsh Arabs of southern Iraq. Here’s a quote: One afternoon, a few days after leaving Dibin, we arrived at a village on the mainland. The sheikh was away looking at his cultivations, but we were shown to his mudhif [guest house made of reeds] by a boy wearing

Her eyesight has faded to the point where she can no longer shoot straight and her limbs have grown stiff, but Afghanistan’s only female warlord is still unassailable in her remote eyrie high in the mountains of north-east Afghanistan. Known as Kaftar, or “The Pigeon”, 55-year-old Bibi Ayisha has fought off the Russians, the Taliban

Working. At the day job. A lot. At least the overtime is nice.

I’m in NYC this weekend for me and B’s anniversary. Going out to see “The Producers” and actually look around the city a bit. Yea, I’ve been commuting into this city for a year and.. haven’t seen much of the city. But hey, if you only saw your SO once a month, what do you

If I have to run one more report, I’ll vomit. Pretty exhausted. Left work early with the, “It’s Valentine’s Day,” excuse. Got some food. Taking a nap. Just too much going on over here to keep my head on straight.