Cassandra Disque | September 29, 2003
Day three of no sleep. None, nada, nothing, naught. The rats are doing more than rustling about in their cages. They are doing on all out prison-style, no rat left alive smackdown. Bodies are flying againt the plastic walls of the cages — thump! — and against the wire tops — clang! The sounds of [...]
Cassandra Disque | September 29, 2003
Noah Levine supposedly set out to write a book about bringing Buddhism to street punks; instead he wrote 249 pages of self-congratulatory autobiography. Like many autobiographies, this one fails to portray an accurate image of the subject. When writing about one’s self, most of us tend to include our accomplishments rather than our negative impacts [...]
Cassandra Disque | September 29, 2003
For the past fifteen months it has been a part of my nightly regmine to take a high dosage of doctor prescribed sedatives to help me sleep at night. When I first started taking them, they worked miracles. Prior to the pills, I spent eight years sleeping for fourteen hours a day and feeling exhausted [...]
Cassandra Disque | September 24, 2003
Will and I went to see Donna Summer on Monday night. Hot diggity damn, baby, that was a damn fine show. Not as good as the Doormouse show, nor the Suicide show, but other than that, it was one of the best shows of the year. Once Jason called for “all the girls to get [...]
Cassandra Disque | September 17, 2003
The rats, in their respective cages, have hunkered on down individually. Normally, they all pile on top of one another to sleep during the day light hours, and then run about their cages performing various acts that are not unlike prison sex once the sun goes down. With the wind a howlin’ outside today, though, [...]
Since 1996, my life has been a long journey of visiting one doctor after another. I look more or less fine, but I'm not. My daily pill count is like playing the dozens with a hospice patient. One doctor will say I'm doomed, and send me to another for treatment, but the treating doctor will find nothing within his or her area of practice that can be treated.
My life is better than a comedy, better than a drama. Anyone who has done this knows what I mean when I say that you have to not only know the rules, but also play the part in order to be allowed in the game. Most people find what we go through in the medical merry-go-round to be unbelievable, which is why I call it "The Drag of Gimp."
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