me

The answer is always “yes”. If you need me, just call me and I will do my best to help you.

People call me every single day for advice. I think it is because I did everything wrong, and so it’s easy for me to give good advice: I will simply tell you to do the opposite of what I did (lol)~

:,)

You wanted to go through the looking glass. How was it?

saw tim and jenny for the first time in a long time tonight at A MAZE 2026 here in beautiful berlin

. . . tim got me in as an honorary guest and everything! i realized tonight i have known him for almost 20 years. whoa!

Recently a handful of people from The Past have reached out from the abyss and, seemingly apropos of nothing, thanked me for always being kind to them. I tell them: “Of course. It was easy!” These messages make me feel a warmth. Yet I always wonder at the impetus of such a thing . . . always wonder if they recently experienced some harsh contrast to kindness, which made them Remember. And why now all at once? Perhaps some celestial body is in retrograde . . .

A true artifact of my time on earth . . . I feel a feeling whenever I find it again. Anastasia the Russian Girl is cool. I still talk to her sometimes. A true individual. She really is one of God’s own prototypes, never even considered for mass production . . .

McCune says this is me . . . it is true.

I actually once befriended a stalker I had when I lived in Texas. She would drive around my house at three in the morning even though she did not live anywhere near me, and often I would see her at my favorite bars, which did not at all feel like a coincidence. One day I extended an olive branch and asked her if she wanted to hang out and somehow we ended up becoming friends. I don’t necessarily think this was a good idea, but we did have fun for a little while. I remember one time she picked me up and we drove around Austin blasting Marina and the Diamonds . . . and then I realized she was drunk. We got pulled over and I watched in amazement as she talked her way out of it. A few months later she totaled that car, but she was fine. She was superhuman in that way.

Anyway: she wasn’t a bad person . . . just a little troubled. But then who ain’t? I tried to understand her. I think I did in a way. I hope she’s OK, wherever she is . . . probably still driving around Austin blasting Marina and the Diamonds, bless her heart.