This day was complete crap, but at least it's nearly over.

There are some days when I look at my young adult life (as I remember it) and wonder if that was really me.

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 I can't get the damned song out of my head... Damn you, Diana Ross! Even worse, as far as I can glean, it's a song about how the man is cheating on her, yet she still loves him. Fool.

Why is it that so few people seem to have the abibilty to acquire the love that they desire? I am more sure than ever that it doesn't exist.

I had a dream with dear  Harvey in it, last night.

He was wearing his hunter's red jacket, and he was looking quite healthy-- filled out, actually. More beefy than he ever was when I knew him. We were standing, waiting for something, and he said, "You know, you just can't let the truth go to waste. You just can't. Because sooner or later, you'll ( Read more... )

 So what do you do when you fall into whatever with someone you absolutely cannot have?

*sigh* I don't get it, I'm such a dork. And I soooo have issues with men, so I have no idea what I was thinking, in the first place.

Idiot.

Soldiering on, then... I had a dream with The Ex present, and I was quite confused to see him in my nice dreamworld. It's ( Read more... )

  Well, it's official: Southern Brit is going back home. I instinctively knew this, yet it's always fun to deny the things that cause you an inkle of disappointment & pre-grieving. Does that sound far too dramatic? I suppose it does. Eh. What can I say? I've said in the past that I felt as if I've always known him. He has passed in & out of my life ( Read more... )

  Hmmm, the power of extended networks on the Internets...  I forgot to mention here (though I Tweeted) that a former much-beloved penpal (yes, we actually sent letters, imagine that) contacted me through Facebook. He bopped in just to say "Hey, do you remember me?" I thought it was pretty awesome. He's an Englishman who spent about 20 years in ( Read more... )

30 September, 2006: "Smother the Whisperer." I had just ditched my previous blog due to the unwelcome, destructive presence of a couple of readers; the former blog did not have the option to privacy-protect posts. The post was about my feelings about my marriage, at the time. The wheedling is as follows:

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 I hated this day, almost down to the last 1/2 hour. GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH.

First, my beloved blogger Southern Brit  & his girlfriend/second leg roadtrip companion ran across a shitload of trouble whilst in Greensboro, NC; overnight, the vehicle was broken into, and pretty much all of his gear was stolen. Just about broke my heart to read that.
 Sure, I  ( Read more... )

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 Conversation with C., as I ranted about my workday and the seemingly completely shit state of the Universe and Its Contents, for a wee bit:

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