like stories begging to be read

i bought myself eleven red roses. pick one for me, would you?

i watch the couple in front of me. she has a beautiful smile and on her lap is a crossword puzzle. he smiles when she gets it right and it doesnt bother him that she guesses before he does. she does not intimidate him how could she she lays her head on his shoulder and she has a beautiful smile. she glances at me and she looks at the roses and she smiles and i smile and i bought myself red roses today.

she has samples of painkillers, she tears them open one by one and throws the pieces on the floor and i look in her eyes and i see the anger and the pain and the hate. she feels fat and ugly and tired she swallows the pills and i look down i escape her gaze i am not judging you i am feeling you throw away everything scream it all out make a scene just let it go

the handsome boy with the navy blue t-shirt and "Honorary Oooompa Looompa" printed in white. he lays his head against the window he may be thirteen but he looks a lot older. he smiles at me and even his smile seems sad and old why are you not happy what's bothering you are you going to see the game tonight then why arent you excited

why do people smile at me am i always the caretaker you asked and i said yes it's a gift it is not me i was born this way
i can see him, holding her hand and reaching for his keys Rob loves Molly forever and when she wakes up they leave the train she doesnt see what he had said and he smiles as they leave and he kisses her hair
i look at their faces and every single one of them is beautiful every single one of them even that girl there is so much beauty waiting to explode i want to touch her face and move her hair away from her eyes and everything is gonna be alright
it felt like such a perfect day the doors open and then they close and then we slowly move away

"President Bush said the United States is still under the threat of attack and will continue to be right up until Election Day."
-- Jay Leno

have a wonderful day

and by talk i mean

The Bush administration has defended its partial release of a report linking the Iraq conflict to global terrorism against calls for the full report

and why you ask?

Press secretary Tony Snow said releasing the full report, portions of which President Bush declassified on Tuesday, would jeopardize the lives of agents who gathered the information (AP)

no.

With President Bush apparently set to make another national address by the end of this week - the subject, we’re told, is terrorism again - the White House campaign for public opinion on the war in Iraq and the terrorists Mr. Bush called “mean people” on Tuesday, remains at full throttle. (NY times)

mean people. so so mean. stop it. really now.

how about more of this and less talk, yes?

Children in the eastern Democratic Republic of Congo have begun attending school this week instead of sifting for minerals in a vast open-cast mine.

from BBC
"Some 250 children in the province of Katanga have been given school places in the town of Kigoma. The project is being run by a Belgian organisation, Groupe One, with funding from the government in Brussels and the UN children's agency, Unicef.

Eight-year-old twins Decu and Kabu and their friend 15-year-old Cedric told the BBC how they wanted to go to school but their families could not afford the fees.
Cedric told the BBC this week he was thrilled to be at school "to become more intelligent and to have the opportunity to improve my life".
Cut-off date
A total of 250 former child miners aged between eight and 15 began at Maman Mbuyi school this week.Fees of $75 per year for primary school pupils and $100 (£53) per year for older pupils are being covered by the scheme run by Groupe One. That money includes the cost of new uniforms, often an extra expense families cannot afford. Help is also being provided to the children's families to cover the loss of income."

you.

and then it started to rain.


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(music: J. Hisaishi)

thank god for deadlines

not only do i have severe memory loss, but i just discovered (admitted/accepted/acknowledged) that i am a procrastinator. big time. deadly mix i tell you. and i convince myself that the reasons for doing so are obvious and legitimate. i mean i wasn't a few years back. but then there was grad school. so. i always thought that these things you are either born with or not. sad.

...

but you are. delicate.
you must leave. she sleeps with her eyes open.
i want all of you. or nothing.
but you are wearing white today.
i will erase everything. absolutely everything.
stay. till she wakes up.
no. i wont beg for time with you.
He broke open an orange with his nails, split it in two with his hands, and showed Erendira what was inside. Stuck in the heart of the fruit was a genuine diamond.
but will you stay.
for as long as you want me to. no crying.

i.n.s.o.m.n.i.a

can you hear them the cars the noise the people they're screaming but no one can hear them but i can hear them it's dawn i'm asleep but my eyes are open and i can hear them i can hear you and the moon is in my eyes the mess i'm in its dawn you're there i'm here who are you what have i done is this really happening why do i feel there is someone else in my bed in my head a rollercoaster in my head all i want is to be with you i told you then why the pain the silence the pauses is it her do you love me why do you pause when i ask have you ever made love to a movie let's run away together somewhere old somewhere i ask you how much and you tell me the sand the sea the galaxy

(pic from Hou's Millenium mambo)

while she waited for the bus

i am sorry

postdoc- a day in the life

7 - yalla get up

coffee bagel email i dont read the news anymore i dont want the news anymore

scan blogs wish i can read blogs wish i can blog

dress

8 30 - bus

read my eyes hurt khalas today will call ipod people

9 - work write read should clean bench an email from you should organize notes an email to you what are they talking about no lunch today?

9 - maybe time to go home forgot to call ipod people

10 - home this cat is still there at my door who are you what do you want phone leave me alone close everything mute everything i need silence just a moment of it

eat check email scan blogs wish i can read blogs wish i can blog phone i hate it undress shower hot splashes hit my aching body

1 - my bed your voice i fall asleep to a dream

there was something about her

..the little girl and her dad