To Naje

There are essential and inessential insanities. The latter are solar in character, the former are linked to the moon. Inessential insanities are a brittle amalgamation of ambition, aggression, and pre-adolescent anxiety - garbage that should have been dumped long ago. Essential insanities are those impulses one instinctively senses are virtuous and correct, even though peers may regard them as coo-coo. Inessential insanities get one in trouble with one's self. Essential insanities get one in trouble with others. In fact, it may be essential. Poetry, the best of it, is lunar and is concerned with the essential insanities. Journalism is solar... and is devoted to the inessential.

Tom Robbins, Still Life with Woodpecker

ElKholasah elkholasah!

The world is a wonderfully weird place, consensual reality is significantly flawed, no institution can be trusted, certainty is a mirage, security a delusion, and the tyranny of the dull mind forever threatens -- but our lives are not as limited as we think they are, all things are possible, laughter is holier than piety, freedom is sweeter than fame, and in the end it's love and love alone that really matters.

On Noha

Ahh, how would one describe her? The vibe is like one of those girls you know at work, who on Monday her car dies and Tuesday her cat dies and Wednesday her waterheater dies and Thursday her grandmother dies and by Friday your heart has died and you can no longer care that she's broken up with her boyfriend for the eighteenth time and needs to talk to somebody on the phone about it for six hours and say the same things over and over and over, and then you meet the guy and he's so unbelievably boring that you can't imagine squeezing even one liquid ounce of drama out of him, much less the unending quarts she's been coming up with this whole time.

You have met her too, haven't you?

The Process of cutting someone off

The day you do it, that first day, it sucks, mainly because you were put in that emotional confrontational mindframe to end it. Even if you are better off and relieved for cutting the person off, it still leaves a bitter taste in your mouth, and kind of hoevrs around you the entire day. The first day is not fun.

The second day, you are still in a shitty mood, so you rummage through your IPOD looking for a song to lift you up or chnage your mood. None of them works, because you are stupid to look for one in the first place. You don't need a distraction, you need to purge the remanants of yucky emotions by going through that rabbit hole till the end. So you figure you need a good "fuck off you, but still woe is me" song. Harder to Breathe by Maroon 5 is fantastic for that purpose, and the scream-singing helps. You feel instantly better once its over.

The Third day you can't even remember why you were so upset on the first day, and you go happily about your business. You write a blog post about it just to document that very strange, yet probably very common, process.

How does yours work?