Cassandra Disque | June 25, 2004
I really did think I would have found a way out of this mess by now, but no luck. I guess you can’t “find the way out†when the mess is your life and you have created it. Yup, it’s time for the bi-yearly inventory taking, and had I done this two weeks ago, I [...]
Cassandra Disque | June 23, 2004
This is supposed to be an exercise, not a dumping ground, but I don’t have time at the moment to follow the train of thought. In brief, this is the bravest piece I have read in a long time. Finally, a leftist takes on the very necessary task of critcising the man that would be [...]
Cassandra Disque | June 16, 2004
No matter what I do there is still a part of me that believes that if I keep running away, I will eventually inadvertently arrive at the destination which provokes all of my fleeing: failure. If I do not try, then I cannot really fail, now can I? If I put in the maximum effort [...]
Cassandra Disque | June 15, 2004
It is entirely possible that the whole thing was misrepresented from the beginning. There is a tendency for that to happen when one is pumped up with the thought of being nowhere when one is in fact somewhere by the very act of being where they are. And it is utterly amazing how much hypothetical [...]
Cassandra Disque | June 8, 2004
This journal is two years, eleven months, and nine days old. It was created to replace the journals I had kept on thecounterculture.com, deathofcinderella.com, inamorata.org, and inabsentia.org since 1998. That’s a long time. Six years of online journaling makes me a senior citizen of public confession. As such, this journal is being retired. I started [...]
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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