Cassandra Disque | December 29, 2006
I’m convinced that the doctors are confused; my ear drums weren’t perforated over the weekend. What has in fact happened, is that my brain has started to rot. It is now leaking out my nose and ears. This is what is causing the swelling, pain, and disgusting mess that has warranted the prescriptions of Prednisone, [...]
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Cassandra Disque | December 27, 2006
Last week, Darpino and I went up to the Ottobar to catch The Ex. Or was that the week before? Time has been rushing so fluid, so quickly, like a a river over falls. I’ve lost track of everything. But it was around that time, right after Jamie left, that my cold started. I just [...]
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Cassandra Disque | December 20, 2006
My experiences with Vlad the Impaler taught me that what I had previously thought was an urban myth — the man who wants to spend his money on frivolous female upkeep (hair, nails, clothing, etc.) — actually does exist. I’ve just been dating feminists, or misogynist tightwads, or perhaps feminist tightwads. Or all the above. [...]
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Cassandra Disque | December 10, 2006
Summer Camp with Oooh and La La, by Danny Fowler, at DC’s Crack The thing is, I’ve spent all my life aspiring to that. Nature gipped me. I was born in a female body, when I should have been born a drag queen. I simply can’t be that fun or fabulous. Last night’s show at [...]
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