God... reading through your own Livejournal posts - especially private ones - from the distant past is so painfully like hearing a friend calling out for help.  You are able to hear your friend loud and clear, and you know the answers to so many of their questions, you know more about what is in their thoughts and feelings than anyone else in the ( Read more... )

Sometimes lately, I've been thinking lots ( Read more... )

As I read the newest headlines, and I watch as Dick Cheney et al strikes flintstone to create sparks over the oil-soaked region of the world, I can't help but realize how fragile our neat little planet is. We're so much closer to something terrible than most anyone would care to admit, and it's a little scary ( Read more... )