Friday, May 15, 2009

Projection.

Dear Alcohol,

Fuck you.  Fuck you.  Fuck you. Fuck you. And fuck your mom.  Seriously, I hate you.  

Sincerely,
JJ

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

A Weakness


I’ve come to realize that I am a sucker for a cute face. Whether it’s a pet, a baby, or a boy, the being attached to that cute face can do no wrong by me. All of my idealism resides there.

Hmm...

"Lil Kim is alive and well and she's hiding in your pants!!"

~Bruno Tonioli

Wow.

This is so uncomfortable and so hysterical at the same time. Had to be shared.

Grandma and The Dog



Monday, May 11, 2009

Thursday, May 7, 2009

Torn

I’ve almost callously blocked my Moroccan lover out of my mind. I can’t be there and be here at the same time. And I can’t be here and be in Massachusetts. I can’t be in Philadelphia. I can’t be in Miami. I can’t see beyond my walls. Wherever I am, I don’t want to move. Wherever I am, there is someplace else calling me back. I don’t know where to go I don’t know where to stay. Where is my home when my heart is in so many different places?