I got a bit of my own medicine today, it was kind of perfect actually. A bunch of the girls had been hardcore bad triangulating about my staff team Monday night, before the new staff showed up. They had some pretty strong words and feedback, which they refuse to share. Then all day long everything we do, they have some little snide comment directed passively towards us. It was really hard to watch. It made me feel stuck in the middle, awkward and uncomfortable, just like me trash talking other folk does for all who have to listen to me. It sucked.
Back bivying at Avatar Point tonight, trying to stay out of the wind. Headed maybe to Little Easy tomorrow down in Squaw, but we'll see. We have a new girl suddenly on Saturday, so the whole plan will probably change. I made Nadine cry this morning, while she was telling me about her boyfriend beating the shit out of her regularly. It was a pretty intense conversation...in the best kind of way.
"I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked,dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry fix,angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection to the starry dynamo in the machinery of night, who poverty and tatters and hollow-eyed and high sat up smoking in the supernatural darkness of cold-water flats floating across the tops of cities contemplating jazz..."
About Me
- Me, I'm holding out hope for a zombie attack
- “What are you, life? A silent theater of Chinese shadows, a chain of dreams, a charlatan’s store? Or a gift of unrequited love---that’s all that is intended for me? What about happiness? Ingrate, you’re alive, you weep love strive fall and that’s not enough? What?...Not enough? Oh, is that so? There isn’t anything else.”--Tatyana Tolstaya
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