tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-51486254866459229372024-02-06T21:34:44.254-05:00Unfiction: Everything In Its Right PlaceA Subterranean Home Sick Alienmacannie76http://www.blogger.com/profile/01628002718220726289noreply@blogger.comBlogger28125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148625486645922937.post-90577186157735977572023-02-10T05:45:00.001-05:002023-02-10T05:45:47.043-05:00A Picture is Worth a Million Wounds you chose the paintingsyour nephew createdover your daughter-- because you"can separatethe artfrom the artist"(he always was the artful dodger)he gave you two gifts,decades ago,before my lips finally let it go.even after telling youThe Whole Bedside Story, you've kept themas your outside view, proud to give the artist glory. I see him every day becausehis creationis macannie76http://www.blogger.com/profile/01628002718220726289noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148625486645922937.post-79102110201847529442015-10-11T18:34:00.004-04:002022-09-15T04:16:05.328-04:00How to Survive a Successful Suicide!
Completely overhauling and thoroughly cleaning a room is difficult enough: What stays, what's trashed? Is there room for this stupid thing I really wanna keep? Which boyfriend gave me this memento and did I like him enough to keep it? Size 2 jeans can go straight to the donation box! Etc., etc. But then come the pictures and letters and oh, to hell with this.
Five of the loveliest, most macannie76http://www.blogger.com/profile/01628002718220726289noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148625486645922937.post-50764534444795196572012-02-08T17:51:00.029-05:002015-09-03T12:35:58.681-04:00The End of the Beginning.Mid-December, 2010:January 10th, 2011: The Beginning of the End.Currently, too many friends watch, hear that video and see themselves: more than a nod of recognition. Rather, a break through reflection.That was the beginning—the beginning of what should have been my end.However, I survived. Barely, but survived, nonetheless.How?Another entry, if I ever get there. Entailing the nightmare many macannie76http://www.blogger.com/profile/01628002718220726289noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148625486645922937.post-78309652843485109912010-09-07T16:38:00.008-04:002015-09-03T12:36:57.998-04:00"But It Did Happen."is it so wrong that i want my father to die?am i a wretched, horrific, grotesque for feeling at this moment simultaneously nauseated, depressed and enraged that my father's slowly being extubated, is coming around, showing some small signs of — what? — activity? mumbling? drooling? i wouldn't call it "signs of Life," sure as hell wouldn't call it that because now that they're weaning him off the macannie76http://www.blogger.com/profile/01628002718220726289noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148625486645922937.post-50387167017215782282010-08-28T18:30:00.003-04:002015-09-03T12:36:57.990-04:00A Smart-Taking Murk Of Blathering Sub-Genius.MISTAKESWE KNEWWE WEREMAKING_________APOLOGIESA Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius. Dave Eggers.AKA: A Fine-Art-Making Shirk. Love, Gag-ering Wheeziness.It'll make sense. Promise. It'll make sense.Sort of.It'll make Annie Sense, annieway.I apologize in advance for taking your smart. You're about to lose quite a lot of it, and I do so sincerely apologize.However, you cannot say you weren't macannie76http://www.blogger.com/profile/01628002718220726289noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148625486645922937.post-1494125052135334632010-07-31T17:17:00.011-04:002015-09-03T12:36:57.986-04:00Are You There, Jebus-O'Toole-Faulkner? It's Me...Mmmooom? What's My Name Again?
Sherif Ali: What are you looking for?
T.E. Lawrence: Some way to announce myself.
Sherif Ali: Be patient with him, God.
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Are You There, Jebus-O'Toole-Faulkner? It's me.... GET YOUR ASS OFF THAT GODDAMN COMPUTER AND COME EAT SOMETHING, FOR CHRIST'S SAKE!
Since I have such difficulty with my memory these daze, barely able to recall my own first name (but I'm pretty macannie76http://www.blogger.com/profile/01628002718220726289noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148625486645922937.post-64317256132079893442010-07-24T17:34:00.005-04:002014-02-20T21:17:14.584-05:00"And Though It's Hard To Tell You This...."
i'm too sick to write these days. expect not much. expect nothing. which is what you've been getting in spades these days so continue to expect the expected.
this will be shit.
expected.
expectorated?
that's spit.
close enough.
a lotta' both these days. because i am sick. how a body loses 7 pounds in 7 days i do not know but hope to find out. or do i? see, there, you macannie76http://www.blogger.com/profile/01628002718220726289noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148625486645922937.post-54591225664721587102010-05-17T20:11:00.010-04:002015-09-03T12:38:17.002-04:00"WHAT'S IN THE FUCKIN' BOX?!"Somerset: "We're talking about everyday life here. You — you can't afford to be this naïve!"Mills: "Fuck off. See, you should listen to yourself. Yeah. You say that the problem with people is that they don't care, so I don't care about people. It makes no sense. You know why?"Somerset: "You care?"Mills: "Damn right."Somerset: "And you're gonna make a difference?"Mills: "Whatever."Se7en.Mills: "Domacannie76http://www.blogger.com/profile/01628002718220726289noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148625486645922937.post-65618764947691783952010-05-13T14:40:00.048-04:002015-05-15T14:54:28.864-04:00FACT: One In Four Fucktards Will Misread This Blog
FACT: One in four women can misread a traditional pregnancy test.
FACT: One in four women is fucktarded.
Did you pee on the box and not the stick? Do you suffer from an undiagnosed visual impairment that challenges the discernment of single from double lines? Or, if you ponied up the big bucks for the "fancy" digital test that actually spells out in big letters YES or NO, did the test macannie76http://www.blogger.com/profile/01628002718220726289noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148625486645922937.post-70388175156100884712010-05-06T08:10:00.076-04:002015-09-03T12:38:17.011-04:00A Mother's Day Retreat: Let Me Show You To Your Womb...Happy Mother's Day, Ma! How's about an oral contraceptive with your freshly squeezed OJ?May 9th is the 50th anniversary of the invention of the birth control pill. I ain't makin' this up! Google that shit! This Sunday may serve as the greatest example of irony in the history of the ironical. Theater and writing teachers, take note! "Example of irony, example of irony . . . Ah, yes! How about the macannie76http://www.blogger.com/profile/01628002718220726289noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148625486645922937.post-30397021540999282822010-04-27T11:30:00.056-04:002015-09-03T12:38:16.991-04:00By The Time I Get To Arizona . . ....I'll be wicked tan. Empty wallets don't provide gas money, much less the luxurious air travel option, so I'll be hoofin' it across the Gulf Coast towards the Southwest and it's gonna be a long haul, commencing end of cruel April, May west, westward, wayward, May-ward into June cleaver? June's a warm, white beaver so no need to worry for Ward or cleaver; they filter through our screens black macannie76http://www.blogger.com/profile/01628002718220726289noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148625486645922937.post-91593657537516698292010-04-23T07:43:00.039-04:002015-09-03T12:38:17.023-04:00Where The Day Took Methere's a way to run the day or make it your partner running alongside you; there’s a way to make it work, call the day your friend; there's a way to do it: a way to try. if you should meet interference - wrong ways, passionless, wayside partners, unwound works, friends stuffed full with enemy tongues - there are ways to run ‘round these obstacles with the day, still yours, in-hand.you must pausemacannie76http://www.blogger.com/profile/01628002718220726289noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148625486645922937.post-87269537619604540722010-04-15T10:46:00.026-04:002015-09-03T12:38:17.017-04:00"Why, this tastes even fresher than the Hell I brew myself!"Yesterday, somebody secretly replaced my regular Fresh Hell with two piping hot mugs of new, hormonally-activated Fresh Hell. Let's see if I could tell the difference!"Tuesday was rather painful but - phew! - the worst is over and I sure am glad about it! Since I'm out of Calgon, I think I'll take me away by lying myself out on the couch in a completely prone position, immobile, barely breathing macannie76http://www.blogger.com/profile/01628002718220726289noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148625486645922937.post-65918483197867737992010-04-13T13:28:00.019-04:002015-09-03T12:39:12.035-04:00When the Bough Breakslast night, i daydreamed before sleep, like always. fantasies, nightswims, whatever you want to call them since there's no day involved, but i'm sure you know of what i speak: not worrying or fretting over Life - quite the opposite. projecting Life cinematically against the silver screen of your mind, how you wish it was written, how you'd write it out for the future.when i nestled into my pillowmacannie76http://www.blogger.com/profile/01628002718220726289noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148625486645922937.post-64783178401159697402010-04-11T13:31:00.026-04:002015-09-03T12:39:12.031-04:00The Glamorous Life of a Writer!A hearty FUCK YOU VERY MUCH goin' out to Facebook today. Their logic holds that if you've added a lot of friends recently, your profile "may not work correctly." Which makes perfect sense. More friends, less ability to socially connect with them. That's some Annie Math right there.While I have been chained to my computer, it's not been for the sake of the Facebook; rather, the BlogBook. This macannie76http://www.blogger.com/profile/01628002718220726289noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148625486645922937.post-83591104833193242082010-03-30T12:52:00.221-04:002015-09-03T12:39:12.055-04:00A "Brief" History of Mine: 19 Questions Posed By Mr. CuriousYou people are weird.Why do you want to know so much about me? Am I not suitably forthright? I don't often enough speak my mind, reveal my innermost self in outlandish word streams provoking, contumelious, foul, vituperative? Apparently not. I now quote the eminently talented, equally kind, exceedingly eleemosynary William Michaelian: "Annie shares her thoughts shyly and demurely in her blog, macannie76http://www.blogger.com/profile/01628002718220726289noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148625486645922937.post-53128027899400955842010-03-27T15:03:00.058-04:002015-09-03T12:39:12.016-04:00The Girl Who Sold The WorldAnnie got her iPod back.:DDamn thing's been broken for weeks; today, it pulled a Lazarus and Judas Priest screeched from on high, "Let there be ROCK!" Praise Rob.After killing myself for - what? - blarghedy days with that ludicrous essay I'm sure y'all heard mention of in at least one of my recent status updates, I took today off and closed the book on it. Or, closed the essay on the ess-- macannie76http://www.blogger.com/profile/01628002718220726289noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148625486645922937.post-53870363525038089142010-03-11T11:16:00.062-05:002015-09-03T12:39:12.021-04:00"Dear Sir, I've A Complaint.""And the wise man said I don't wanna' hear your voice..."Annie McDermott wonders how many others think, "What I really want to post in my status update is this...but I'll post an innocuous something else instead."Annie McDermott, whom you all think quite outlandish or inflammatory with her Facebook status updates/postings, very often feels compelled to say the following, but instead, bites her macannie76http://www.blogger.com/profile/01628002718220726289noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148625486645922937.post-69735444709682601362010-03-10T09:50:00.057-05:002015-09-03T12:39:12.040-04:00"I guess everybody has their own idea of fun."what the fuck is wrong with you people?i don't get this - don't understand your behavior at all. what's so goddamn funny about a person dying? where is the humor in suicide, overdose, depression, addiction?so there's an understanding amongst you; a legitimacy in mocking the famous who suffer and fall - is that it? they are stupid, two-dimensional characters undeserving of our sympathy, unlike ourmacannie76http://www.blogger.com/profile/01628002718220726289noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148625486645922937.post-26411034367774808232010-03-03T09:52:00.065-05:002015-09-03T12:39:12.007-04:00The Louder Actions: For Chelsea KingMany mornings, I awake in gritty sands of sleep - the clouds of stormy dreams lift but residual rocks remain, that which hasn't been ground into fine dust between my molars. I don't sleep well. Also a residual rock.Always, words, amorphous non-sequiturs tumble loose and heavy, clunking about my sleepyhead until I'm sufficiently caffeinated, medicated and then, a sedimentation commences - macannie76http://www.blogger.com/profile/01628002718220726289noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148625486645922937.post-73056078917545057132010-02-24T13:00:00.026-05:002015-09-03T12:39:12.044-04:00I Submit Now (For I Need Approval)One should not read Plath for their morning poem. Thank Thermador this loft doesn’t come equipped with an oven.Before showering, I went to the closet to choose my clothes for the day; remembering my doctor’s appointment later this afternoon, my mind shifted into a gear of old - fourth - and I thought, “No, you can’t wear that ugly old shirt! There might be a hottie in the waiting room!” I macannie76http://www.blogger.com/profile/01628002718220726289noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148625486645922937.post-83134717946182884422010-02-17T13:41:00.059-05:002015-09-03T12:39:12.049-04:00A History Lesson in WritingFor Dan Stern, from whom I learned patience, compassion and everything there is to know on building character.A Poisoned Apple for the Teacher:Bashful, Dopey, Asshole and LazyMr. Fottler’s smile widened as his humming smoothly tuned into a perfect, warbling whistle. He eyed me, a knowing look in his eye.“Bing Crosby,” I said softly, eyes downcast, my face blooming into varying shades of pink andmacannie76http://www.blogger.com/profile/01628002718220726289noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148625486645922937.post-85107457902015885992010-02-08T10:19:00.023-05:002015-09-03T12:39:12.060-04:00The Spirit of Romance: What the Thunder Said12/07/2008Never love someone still in-love with the dead.–“I never know what I think about something until I read what I've written on it.” – William Faulkner“Quem di diligunt, adolescens moritur” –“Whom the gods love, die young.”******“It’s a twista’! It’s a twista’!” – Zeke, The Wizard of Oz“Oh, will you help me? Can you help me?” – Dorothy Gale, The Wizard of OzLanguage. History. Geographymacannie76http://www.blogger.com/profile/01628002718220726289noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148625486645922937.post-52071553007099758702010-01-29T09:37:00.077-05:002015-09-03T12:39:12.012-04:00The De-Evolution of Stonehenge“Stonehenge was produced by a culture with no written language, and at great historical remove from the first cultures that did leave written records.” –Wikipedia, the ultimate source of "Fact""The Druids!No one knows who they wereOr what they were doing…Stonehenge!Where the demons dwellWhere the banshees liveAnd they do live well…”–Nigel Tufnel in Spinal Tap’s ode to… “Stonehenge”“Seriously – macannie76http://www.blogger.com/profile/01628002718220726289noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5148625486645922937.post-19665061719628363072010-01-22T21:24:00.008-05:002015-09-03T12:34:41.668-04:00Cup Full of ButterfliesPreface: This was written in mid-December of 2008, about 7 months into my sobriety/clean-time. Not only did I struggle with sanity—as in, the concept smacked me fresh, brilliant and terrifying with its sting of clarity (and lifelong unfamiliarity)—but now that my mind processed thought un-anesthetized, I was forced to deal with painful current and past issues as they arose—without allowing the macannie76http://www.blogger.com/profile/01628002718220726289noreply@blogger.com2