Please help. Life marches on.

Doesn't it bother you that the only clear vision we have is hindsight? Why does time makes us fall backwards through it? The only thing that we really see is the after images of people we knew, burned on our cornea, burned on our brain pans.

Spanxzilla: Female mood swings

One thing I love about this mini-project that I've created for myself is that I get to hear the most random songs bump up against one another. It makes me really happy. I always get so bored listening to the radio play the same 12 songs every other hour. We're in the age of media! It litters the information superhighway. The only thing that keeps people from it is licensing laws. People who have stock in things always want to argue about who owns what. Commercial talent is mostly summed up in dollars and cents. Which is a shame but as to be so, understandably. Business is business even if it's selling art.

That's exactly how this transition felt. It started with M.I.A.'s, "Hussel" which, from what I can tell, is about a guy who is out there trying to make a profit. Then went to a song that I hear a lot, "Punjabi Girl" (DJ A.P.S.) a kind of Bollywood musical remix ending with Ingrid Michaelson's "Keep Breathing" which is as it sounds: a meditation to remind you that you'll make it through if you can just stay alive.

Listening to other songs that came after (Kate Nash, Regina Spektor) I suppose that it was following the female singer genome.

Please, help. Dogs are so stupid!

I have tried and tried to explain to him the concept that invisible doesn't mean non-existent but he refuses to listen and keeps running headlong into the door. I guess he just needs the proof of its existence impressed on his mind.

Also, Happy Birthday to Gabe.

Please, help. My plans go awry.

The only thing that I hadn't worked out is what to do with the girl once I got her. I was so focused on the capturing part. Stupid!

Please, help. Even king guys get the blues.

It's weird how one little thing can change your entire perception of a person. It was going fine, the two of you were making concessions for the other person to be in your life. You were trying to negotiate a peaceful co-existence. But then you do something that shakes your partner so hard that they have to do something to really shake you up. And there's no real good explanation for it. Well, there is actually. It's called perception. Our reality if filtered through the way that we perceive events. For the first part of the relationship we see thing as going great as our psyche tries to merge our egos with that of our partners. So far, every break-up for me has come exactly at the point where my brain recognizes that that's not true. Then I start behaving more like an individual and it turns out that the girl, whoever she is, didn't like me as much as we thought.

No, I complain like I'm the only one that this happens too. But I know it's not true. Everyone is getting dumped all the time because people are wising up to their situations.

Please, help. He's living in my neighborhood.

Walk by his window late at night and you will hear the low, steady slurping sound that is apt to chill you to the bones. Brave children say that if you can get on his front porch, you can hear him crunching Chix mix in his teeth. We know he does it because he gets fatter ever year. We see the killer's evidence on his chin and milk-stained shirt. We wouldn't judge him so much if he would just come clean. Tell everyone he has a problem. But no. Daily we see 1/2 a dozen milk bottles go in full and come out empty the next morning! It's cereal and we know it.

Please help, they always take off when there's something important to do.

I don't really trust anyone or anything until I can see the proof of their words. Lots of things will tell you, "yeah, yeah, yeah. I got it." But to me that doesn't actually mean they'll take care of said thing. It means they intend to take care of said thing, which is subtly different. While I appreciate creatures intentions, they're actual actions can be both surprising and bothersome.