Stevi's Storied Life

You should read it. I thought just now that I should be said bridge instead of chorus. Childhood is the bridge, Charlie. A magical bridge full of hope and wonder. That's better.  Keep it.

Whatever. I'm going to HAWAII! #draculamusicals #neverforgetforgettingsarahmarshall #unitedwedrink #gonheadgirl #idontknowwhatimsatinganymore #justgettingitalloutofmysysteminadvancethisyear #imreallywritingascript #whosthebitchNAOW

The powers that be are the most influential people on the planet at any given time. THE ONES WITH THE MONEY, IDEAS, EDUCATION and TALENT and combinations thereof are truly the people in power. ]] **nvm who signs their paychecks or if they get one at all** btw your skills are basically worthless unless you do something good with them. It is a choice to rise up and actualize your true potential once you’ve realized it. I’ve been sucking on gingerbread mans in bed thinking about this at night in relation to Kendrick Lamar’s “Humble” and my attempts in the Houston poetry scene (specifically at Avant Garden). That’s when I got this symbolic metaphor of an exclamation point. There was this poster hanging in my therapist’s old waiting room and the last one said, “Live your Life as an EXCLAMATION, not an EXPLANATION.” I’ve referenced it here before. So explaining things to yourself or to others buries you. You’re literally killing yourself. But maybe you really need to...for a ...

Did you identify this as a BLOG POST? ...an alpaca? a llama? Are you trying to assess my intelligence upon entry, Cortana? Are you trying to guage how in/misinformed we truly are like this? How dyslexic? I was having outdoor deck thoughts a moment ago about female tropes of today and how we affect the Greek lettering of men as they fall into their gendered personality types. I'm talking about the Jessica Jones mother-of-all-presumably-beta-males-turned-alpha-turned-fuck-that-[hell yeah I'm ALPHA now fkn Mike Jones] personality change that comes from a Jon Stewart finding a "friend" (haha if you insist, honey) type of woman to interact with. He liked her for a reason, you know. She must've reminded him of his first. I'm hesitating to say more than that right now. Got one in the hole yet, Jim. ;) Okay, so I'm Jessica and Jim is Jon and who needs secrets at this point? I'd wager that when he met me I came off more like a Jennifer and really he w...

Today's thotting has devolved into that poster we all read in between standardized tests in grade school: "SHOOT FOR THE MOON--EVEN IF YOU MISS, YOU'LL LAND AMONG THE STARS." In my case, I applied this to the overuse/abuse of my social media privileges, rendering myself incapable of having nice things for quite some time. I figured that even if I fired an assault rifle at the sky, hit everything and got sucked thru some back alley of the Sun, I'd eventually arrive at some conclusion. At least I'm home! Ever play hearts? No...spades. Fuck Solitaire. Whatever happened to my metaphor? The point is astrological. @daydreamers

It feels light and airy But nothing's more scary than Hit or miss When it comes to this I just can't get you outta my head More or less I think "I don't know you that's my purse" Is the worst Who can I call when I'm alone and all outta bread? And I know you see her And I know you need her You looked into me when you said "I don't have to get married-- I just want a PARTNER." And we may never meet again... But you shared your eyes to see The same vision as me only better Because you see me I don't get it Why couldn't I see it before? I just need a partner And you're the one I trusted And trust is the worst vice to have Because I always fail them And so will you But maybe not As long as you've got YOU I've got me. I'm not gonna stutter next time that I see you You know that's bullshit anyway I'm giving up on structures Built by some imaginary friend. They'd rather shoot...

Inspired by bad times ~1960 This is what I mean by "the tunnel."

Last I wrote anything of consequence I was still frequently getting sucked into what I've started referring to as "the tunnel." Nuffudat. Good news! The last of 2017 was GREAT to me. I wrapped it all up with family togetherness as usual. My family had been the only ones I'd really communicated with on a regular basis for a while there, so I'm excited to report that I had the privilege of reconnecting with a few good friends before the year ended too. I also joined a church. Tonight I met up for what they call 'Deeper Group' and I had a blast while accomplishing the title goal there. I mean I feel like I got something out of it and what's more like I really contributed. Hehe I'm so non-24 right now. Pardon my basicness but I just wanted to let everyone know (if anyone still reads this) that I'm living now after a much-needed temporary existence. Mere it was not. Humble it was indeed. I also saw the new Star Wars. AMEN!

Obviously I caught a second wind after half a pot of coffee. I'm ready to seek employment!

When I can't sleep at night, which is often, I typically pass the time binge watching shitty television until the sun comes up and I magically become sleepy, thereby wasting half the day in bed and repeating the process. I just finished season four of True Blood. I hadn't intentionally seen a single episode until two weeks ago. That being said, when I'm not caught up in a supernatural themed pornographic soap opera, I use the time to pray. Praying for me looks like lying in bed apparently talking to the ceiling. I live alone now and don't talk to anybody much but I've always succeeded in satisfying my need for verbal expression when there's no pressure in the form of a face looking at me as I fret about forming coherent sentences of interest. I read in a zodiac meme about sleeping habits that Capricorns just lie there awake dreaming for five hours before squeezing in a couple hours of shut-eye. Shit is true...hi. I've been here since midnight. In the past...