Fuck, she was even mad enough to return to eljay.  But more on that in a future entry.

I’m divorced, or near enough.  Wouldn’t at all be surprised if divorce paperwork is what the “soon-to-be” ex-husband spends his tax return on.  I couldn’t possibly ask him.  I’m currently feeling anger like my heart is roasting in an inferno.  Maybe I’ll jog, ( Read more... )

An acquaintance of mine got married last weekend. I do not feel snubbed by my lack of invitation, but it is odd to watch a bunch of friends post merrily about an event that you can't attend. I have conflicting feelings about weddings. I spent the last few years repeating this whine: "I haven't been invited to a wedding in over a decade, and I ( Read more... )

Go to bed, silly grrrrl!

It's a good hour and a half past my bedtime.

I think I'm massively addicted to tuckings-in . . . I even got one at Arisia!

But none tonight so . . . just hafta tuck myself in, maybe sing myself a lullaby or something.

I just re-read some passages in old paper diaries. I was hoping (just after watching Hugh Jackman sing Curly in a London production of Oklahoma!) that I could dig up specific memories of playing Ado Annie in the same show. No such luck: all I wrote about, for pages and pages, was the thrill of stage-kissing. At seventeen, I could tell that stage ( Read more... )

I was planning on working on my headband tonight, but that got derailed when a guy who coordinates freelance photographers asked for some online photos.

Quickest site revamp ever? Or . . . iPhoto to the rescue!

I had to sign up for the free trial .Mac, but that's an impressively quick and decent photo site.

http://homepage.mac.com/ ( Read more... )

My underwear is worn out and old: most of it is men's bikini briefs, because for some odd reason I was having trouble finding womyn's underwear that could handle the fact that I have hips. Well, thanks to ezrarashke, I now have a pair of strikingly sexy girly underwear. They have stripes. And strawberries. And just some elastics where you'd expect the ( Read more... )

Seems strange to be so excited about the wedding tomorrow that I'm up quite late. I've never been one to cry at weddings, or want to spend oodles of time looking over dresses and such (they'd be more interesting if people ever went for more intense colours than white or a close cousin), but I do love celebrations of love ( Read more... )

Sigh. I hate formally pushing the pause button on such a cool thing, but I just am not in Writing Mode, Creating Mode, or really even Roleplaying Mode these days. Besides, it would've been an extremely tiny game . . . I think half of the 'active' group was going to give it a miss ( Read more... )

I get to see doctorellisdee tonight!
I get to see doctorellisdee tonight!
I get to see doctorellisdee tonight!

Can you tell I'm super-excited? How many minutes left 'til 9:19 pm? Way too many!!!!

I remember just a week or so ago, mentioning to Coyote that doctorellisdee would come visit us in Providence around when I'll get back to see all the cool people in Albany. Which is to say, some time in ( Read more... )

Fuck. Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck. I managed to make it back from Bob's at 7pm. Missed seeing Coyote by about an hour. This isn't usually a problem, but I'm really fucking horny!!!

Oh yeah, this is why multiple lovers is a good thing. I'd forgotten.

Even dancing would be something, so I tracked down the new address of the main dyke bar, but I ( Read more... )