Juliet Dicaprio

The Centipeep Show!

Your Endorphins Are Slouching

Posted on | March 10, 2013 | 1 Comment

Angelstaches,

First of all, what the hell is up w/ mustaches all over everything??

Secondly, welcome to the Centipeep Show—part self-help book/part self-destruct manual.

I am your brandless Centiperson, the one who can’t quite see & enjoy what you all are seeing & enjoying on this planet. I am the one who watches as you marvel at the beauty of nature while feeling so good about your own self for doing so, and bathe in your supply of endorphines and dopamines, co-conspirators in a regimen that I do not understand.

I document all of this.

Jade's sharkbite caught on smart phone...

Jade’s sharkbite caught on smart phone…

Last week I gave you a shallow, book report type response to a very in-depth & eye opening conversation I saw on the internet. Sorry about that. I’m not feeling very argumentative lately, I’m not feeling deconstructive or critical. I’m not into ranking & policing pain anymore, if ever…

I’m into acknowledging one’s own personal pain & shortcomings, and dealing with them head on. I cannot solve YOUR mysteries, I could only solve mine. But I hope I’ve inspired some of you brave souls to deal head-on with any mysteries you may have raveled inside you.

I’ve probably driven you all further into the sand like ostriches. Whatevs.

Are you there, gods?
it’s me, JulietDiCaprio.
Please give me the Menopause.
And make it quick.
No hot mustard flashes or
cold polyester sweats,
just a healed sharkbite
just a house of
empty egg crates.
Thank you gods
{because praying online is so much more effective than praying next to your bed…]

It’s strange getting old. I’m a little scared. It’s not for sissies, and I’ve become more of a sissy than I ever was. I’m a cat on Dog Planet. I can’t ask Polly for a cracker, because if I do she’ll want me to water her plants & bring her mail in while she visits her sister in Saskatchewan….

oh that reminds me!!! I owe you all an Adventure in Reality! Remember last year I promised one & then I went off on two weeks of gender politicking instead, so maybe I owe you 2 A in R’s this year. You lucky motherfuckers.

The dreaded white van...

The dreaded white van…

But, for now, and for all of March, enjoy Singlewood Madness!

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One Response to “Your Endorphins Are Slouching”

  1. tony egler
    March 10th, 2013 @ 12:40 pm

    I am glad March is SINGLEWOOD month. I love the new pics! It is a little scary getting old, but it is the order of things. I now find peace knowing we have arrived. Now if we can only find a parking spot. Lets dance until the end of days!

    Moon

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