ice queen cometh

Cassandra Disque | September 30, 2005

I’ve been really quite disgraceful at everything for the past week or more. I’m behind on a contract, I’ve not been keeping up with my friends the way I said I would, I haven’t been returning phone calls, I haven’t been doing my homework, I haven’t been getting any exercise, I haven’t been taking my [...]

What’s your take on… vignettes?

Cassandra Disque | September 27, 2005

On The Migratatory Patterns of Mammaries My breasts and I migrated south for last winter. Though I came back to the northern hemisphere, they have not. They remain situated around the bottom bones of my rib cage. I suppose once those ladies go south, there’s no chance in ever getting them back up without a [...]

Sex on trial: More on Richmond photographer Fawley

Cassandra Disque | September 26, 2005

From DC local news affiliate NBC4, article located here. Emphasis in bold and [ed notes] are mine. Friend Of Missing Teen Arraigned On Child Porn Charges Fawley Faces 16 Counts POSTED: 10:38 am EDT September 26, 2005 UPDATED: 12:48 pm EDT September 26, 2005 RICHMOND, Va. — A Richmond man referred to by police as [...]

A Polemic Against Protest

Cassandra Disque | September 26, 2005

One thing you get used to living in DC are the official motorcades. Sirens wailing, officials blocking off all traffic sometimes just so Cheney can go to Vidalia’s. When Vidalia’s literally used to be in my “backyard” (directly behind my residential building), that was a serious downer. The fucking Palms is right back there, too: [...]

Ben Fawley, amateur porn, and the disappearance of Taylor Behl

Cassandra Disque | September 23, 2005

I’m at my folks’ house in the burbs at the moment. This is more of a reminder to address this in full later. Last month, 17-year-old VCU student Taylor Behl went missing from Richmond, VA. Today, amateur photographer Ben Fawley, a friend of hers who had photographed her, was arrested on child pornography charges. Some [...]

"The Drag of Gimp"

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."


About the author

Cassandra Disque

Extemporaneous flibbertigibbet with bone lumps growing out of my coccyx. I was born in 1981. I was another case of "too much, too young," or at least I wanted to be. Now I'm leaning toward "too little, too late," as my body conks out on me, and I find I haven't done hardly any of the things I wanted. This is supposed to happen to people twice my age, so you might find my perspective on life to be a little unusual -- as in, I find just about everything to be hysterically funny, because there's little use in worrying when it's all going to go kaput.