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Thursday, December 28, 2006

When good turns to medium

My New Years resolution is to make friends with a native american (a redskinted person). Hopefully already domesticated... I don't want to have to find a wild one and have to train it myself. This resolution is chosen over standards such as start excersing or stop being a bitch because this would be way more mutually beneficial... Native Americans probably have a plethora of advice and metaphors to impart unto me. And I could teach a native american about what it means to be a real american. It will hopefully end up sort of like film Jungle 2 Jungle staring tim allen. In preparation of my inevitable introduction and befriendment of an american indian i have prepared a list of things that I am assuming my new friend would tell me to do with a deer carcus after I hit a fawn with my camry.
-Seperate deer into 3 catagoeries (luquid, solid, ovulatable)
-If the deer has a baby inside its fertile crescent then you have to deliver the animal and teach it basic survival skills
- For a standard mourning period you should wear only a combination of dark forest grean and olive-infused brown and listen to wind of change by the scorpions for five lunar days

Sunday, December 10, 2006

Rapidly Approaching

I have a perpetual erection from having to study for finals. So I've been back and forth to the doctor and using Peapod grocery delivery service to bring me rolls of medical tape. Its hard for me to sleep on my back and when I do fall asleep i have chronic nightmares about being in the library and seeing someone but not knowing whether I know them well enough to stop and say hello. My roomate tricked me into thinking that the problem stemmed from me having amenhoria. I started eating a lot more protein and drinking cranberry juice to get rid of the problem. I got sick from cranberry juice because appraently I am allergic. I thew-up a significant fraction of my body weight. I found out throwing up made it worse. Then I found what amenhoria was. I got angry. But I turned my anger into productivty and started writing creative fiction about what the winter holdiays mean to me. That is the main set of reasons I have not posted posts for a while. Also, I've recently gotten into jogging.