I am responsible for nothing more than myself. I think I might really be able to let go of my addiction to other people's approval. This comes as a shock, and my cautious mind almost wants to deny the possibility. I think my mind wants to keep me trapped. I am tired of being this fat. I have been for a while, yes. But getting in shape is sounding ( Read more... )

Apparently the house I grew up in was demolished by the fires in Montecito. It's Thanksgiving tomorrow and I feel so lost. I've done badly this year. There's not much point in regretting it. It was easy to be numb for so long. It only got easier. Now everything is hard. And cold. Not much point in pity. If I don't start setting goals to get my life ( Read more... )

It might be hours of television saying this, but perhaps my only New Years resolution is going to be to start learning how to renovate houses. It reminds me of stage tech, only better. It seems like it would be terribly rewarding and fun. It seems like it would be difficult as hell... but seriously... I want to know how to lay tile, and plumb, ( Read more... )