the bartender and him and the entire situation. then he said he was joking. i still stayed interested
11.25.09 i've been having regular sex with this guy he hits my cats on their heads and they look insulted a few nights ago we looked at some website where you can see pictures of all of the registered sex offenders in your neighborhood we looked at the website for at least 15 minutes while waiting for our chinese food to arrive some sex offenders looked indifferent about people seeing them and thinking 'that's what a sex offender looks like' some sex offenders looked remorseful and slightly insane one sex offender was white and wearing a suit, he liked child pornography my cat is always looking at me like i am forgetting something crucial and he depends on it the guy i've been having sex with said 'i don't see how you can tolerate him always looking at you like that' this morning i hit my cat on the head with a chinese take-out box he dug out of the trash he looked sad
11.27.09 my family on thanksgiving and most holidays everyone obsessively worries about how their actions and words will be interpreted by anyone listening. sometimes we forget to worry and make jabs at each other. immediately after making a jab, the jab-maker will half-exhale half-laugh. a short collective group silence will follow, during which everyone independently worries about the jab-maker's intended tone or hidden meaning, if the jab provokes them, if they need to say anything to make anyone feel better, and how much time needs to pass before we silently and unanimously agree that a new moment is ready to happen my dad will say very few things in a voice two times deeper than his normal voice. he will direct vaguely antagonistic observations to my mom about how she worries about everything. she will jokingly agree with him in an attempt to avoid future criticism, then make it obvious that she is now willfully shifting her focus to a physical task. i see myself exhibiting behavior like this a lot my dad will ask me questions and agree with most things i say. sometimes he will spontaneously 'take the floor' to talk about something he's reading or 'reality' or some kind of new age or spiritual topic or something. when he does this he will usually talk for at least two minutes without stopping, looking mostly at me and sometimes my mom. after he finishes talking he will seem unsure of everything he said until someone responds to him my mom will talk whenever the room becomes too quiet. she will look at points in the distance and say directionless, sometimes stream-of-conscious-like thoughts. before dinner she will walk around a lot. sometimes she will walk somewhere then stop to say 'why did i walk here?' she bumps into things. so does my dad. so do i. everyone in my family bumps into things someone will inevitably tell a story which climaxes with them crying a little. my dad, if he cries, will say 'oh dear, why am i doing this' and i will feel equally endeared and embarrassed. most of his stories are interesting but he repeats a lot of them and acts defensive if someone reminds him. there is a running joke about my mom feeling 'oddly moved' by things. my mom seems to frequently feel 'oddly moved' by small encounters with people or books or newspaper articles. when she reaches the point of a story where she cries, she will say 'oh here i am, 'oddly moved' again' and laugh. she is a volunteer at the aquarium and tells detailed stories about fish. they are kind of boring stories my grandmother will not know what is going on at all. her hearing aid will make whistling noises. she will always ask me my height and weight. my grandmother thinks factually inaccurate things about everyone, because my mom has fabricated elaborate stories about us. when she tells a lie to my grandmother, my dad will sort of sigh and make eye contact with me in an attempt to share a moment of mutually understanding my mom doing something funny i will usually sit