when I was 22 and had short black hair I didn't feel pasty -- I felt "alternative." I felt emo, I felt hip, I felt sexy. I didn't mind being called goth and I liked how it looked. I thought I'd dig it again at 30. Guess what? Since I dyed it last month I've had like two seconds where I liked it. I feel pasty and right now I have that wicked desire I get twice a year to cut all my hair off. In fact, i think I might. Having a manic monday. ha. literally. or something. just antsy and blah-y. i could do something HEALTHY about it or I could cut my hair and eat freezer burned sorbet.
i think it has to do with having such fun weekends filled with people that make me laugh and keep me company and then waking up monday morning and remembering oh yeah I'm insanely fat, I'm chronically lazy and undisciplined, I have no job, I have no money, and still have about 40,000 things I've been meaning to do but I'm just not.
by Tuesday the feeling fades and I've come up with SOMETHING to do but yeah, Mondays are the worst.
About Me
- Janice Brabaw
- New York, New York
- Janice Brabaw is the author of Universe, Disturbed, her first collection of poetry that draws directly from her teenage and college journals when she suffered from debilitating depression. She is also the author of And Again: A Memoir of a Life Disordered which chronicles her struggles with depression and borderline personality disorder. And Again is slated to be released in 2009 and Universe, Disturbed is currently in it's second edition. Janice Brabaw lives in Williamsburg, Brooklyn. She runs the literary & musical series, Stained Glass Confessional in Brooklyn and has read at The Bowery Poetry Club, Otto's Shrunken Head, The Cake Shop, and the Library Lounge series at Telephone Bar. Her work has appeared in Poesis, The Toronto Quarterly, Ophelia Street, The Record, and the Cartier Street Review. More information about Janice can be found at www.JaniceBrabaw.com
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