At one time I was interested in fencing. The thought of swordplay, of engaging an opponent with long sharp pointy things appealed to me ( Read more... )

I'd like to share 5 things you may not have previously known about me ( Read more... )

The reality of it is that I've got a thousand different things going on in my head at any given moment.

The reality of it is that I never seem to really do a fuck thing with any of those thoughts and feelings.

The reality of it is that I never really feel like I'm doing a fuck thing worthwhile with my life -- just eating & sleeping & playing ( Read more... )

NB: I am going dark shortly after this. Though I am not using the userpictures or made posts about it, I feel strongly enough about censorship to at least pay lip service to tomorrow's Content Strike.

ed using In response to a recent ask/tell poll, the lovely ladytairngire asks:

A) Do you subscribe to the idea that illness and injuries are more than just ( Read more... )

the scars where my hands were ( Read more... )

Right now the glass is mostly empty ( Read more... )

Everything I know about sex I learned in the back of a '57 Chevy pickup. Or the woods next to the Boys' Club. Or from Jamie Pencildick who said he fucked the cat. Never did believe that heinous claim. Later he told me he was gay -- not that that matters. But that claim always did hang in fetid air between us. And he did teach me how to ( Read more... )

Twenty-three years ago I stared Death in the eye, and I won. What else can possibly scare me?

Indeed, I am hard pressed to think of a single thing that truly produces fear in me. There's plenty of things I don't like and don't want to consider the possibility of -- cockroaches, being homeless, hard drive failure, never seeing the ocean again, ( Read more... )

Point of fact: According to the MRIs I had done recently, there's a not-insigficant chunk missing out of the left frontal lobe of my brain.

For what feels like the first time, I'm wondering just why this is. The incisions I have are on the right side of my head, where a plate of bone was taken out & later replaced, and one at the left rear. I'm ( Read more... )

I'm applying for another graphic design job, and something in the description sparks a thought: It suddenly occurs to me that one of the things last year's neuropsych testing revealed to me was that my brain needs a little more time to process and assimilate things. I need more time than the average bear. When I'm able to take my time, I can ( Read more... )