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Getting With Karla A turkey burger is destroying my sex life. My stomach is cramping hard. I’m hunched over a toilet. The vomit is coming out smoothly enough, because of all the cheap vodka I’ve been drinking tonight. It still stings a lot. - Twenty minutes ago I was feeling something much different than right now. It was the feeling of success. I was going to score. After years of brief spurts of friendship, Karla was giving me the impression of giving in. It might have been gi...

An aspiring philosopher once asked a pragmatist, "What advice can you give me in my search for the ultimate truth?" The pragmatist responded, "Practically nothing."

Green Meadow's Psychiatric Hospital Charles A. Fisher Male, 26 Record 12f Transcription of "Openly Honest Excersise" People can't see it, but I am special. I am Buddha. I am the savior. My mother was abducted by aliens when she was pregnant with me. The beings of Utopia altered her fetus. They created a god. They created a person that would decide the ultimate fate of Earth. This baby would grow and live as a human, and test the homo sapiens. My life here is the deciding factor. They could de...

There is an odd sound coming from under my futon. I can't figure out what it is. The sound is not quit a rustle. It reminds me of something. It is quiet, but it isn't completely drowned out by the late night talk show. The sound keeps distracting me from Jay Nappo's monologue. What the hell is that? Why am I hesitating to look under the bed. Twenty eight years old and I am afraid to look under the bed. There couldn't be much more than darkness hiding under there. My mother, who is a psychiat...

Roadside Gazing We stop the car on the side of the road. The car tilts down away from the road, because two tires sink into mud. I take the keys out and put the E brake on. I look into the rear view mirror. There is nothing but an unused road. It’s clear. I step out and walk around the car. There is so much here. Emily is being stubborn, and she decides to stick in the car. The windows are closed, and the air conditioner is blasting cool air. She can’t smell the warm grass and the dirt below...