So earlier in the week a wanker contacted me with a seemingly real proposition. We made a plan to meet up Thursday afternoon, but I was dealing with several other thursday appointments that I was trying to squeeze him in the middle of. No real shocker — wanker turned out to be a phony time... Continue Reading →
Dr Pee
I left the club at 1:00 in the morning. I called to confirm and headed to Boston. I grew up in hospitals, my mother was a nurse. most people dislike hospitals, I love them, I love the way they smell. antiseptic. clean, like the smell of disease, washed away. it reminds me of my home.... Continue Reading →
The Ess, My Trip to New England, and Another Shit Year in Sandy Eggo.
Recently I applied for admission into a PhD program in New England. Because of the madness in my personal life I applied to only one, the one I wanted to get into. I went to visit, spoke with professors, found a couple of them who said I could work for them, and made my application... Continue Reading →
