Bout Time
Haven't had a chance to write... no, that's not true. Haven't felt much like writing, filling folks in.
Then Dragon made a simple passing comment yesterday of " you ought to draw tomorrow, you haven't been doing much of it lately"
Made a sort of PING as it went down the wishing well.
I've been alright, really. I've been in Washington State, with Dragon, learning how to cook, one way for me and the other for the Dragon (Love him, but Dude could probably eat a buttered brick and be happy). More vegetarian, more vegan, when I can manage. Food Network KINDA helps... in my unending pleasure I can eat fettuccine Alfredo and console myself that so long as I don't add meat, it's vegetarian.
Getting the cat to like me so much she sits curled up around my computer mouse, glaring at my typing when I SHOULD be in bed, petting her. Been looking over apartments, which will take said cat, in Santa Cruz. I'm so deliriously happy about this coming move I tear up just thinking about it. To be home again... sand and rock, music and laughter, beautiful breezes and even more breathtaking people... By the Gods I miss you all so much it's not just hurt... Compassion- From the Gut. To be moved by the suffering so much one MUST ACT. No more sidelining.
Couldn't sleep for beans cause of some nasty heartburn, which makes me wonder if my body is telling me more than "yeah, hellfire for you eatin those peppers you nutso!"t
So here I sit, realizing that in the grand scheme of things, I need to get my godamn ass in gear and DO SOMETHING.
I've said it before, and I'll say it again till I get the idea to do something about it.
Want to be an activist. In health, in gay rights, in womenfolk's ability to survive the hell of this world. SOMETHING. Just PICK SOMETHING. What's it gonna be? What's really important to you?
But yeah, I should probably draw, too.
Then Dragon made a simple passing comment yesterday of " you ought to draw tomorrow, you haven't been doing much of it lately"
Made a sort of PING as it went down the wishing well.
I've been alright, really. I've been in Washington State, with Dragon, learning how to cook, one way for me and the other for the Dragon (Love him, but Dude could probably eat a buttered brick and be happy). More vegetarian, more vegan, when I can manage. Food Network KINDA helps... in my unending pleasure I can eat fettuccine Alfredo and console myself that so long as I don't add meat, it's vegetarian.
Getting the cat to like me so much she sits curled up around my computer mouse, glaring at my typing when I SHOULD be in bed, petting her. Been looking over apartments, which will take said cat, in Santa Cruz. I'm so deliriously happy about this coming move I tear up just thinking about it. To be home again... sand and rock, music and laughter, beautiful breezes and even more breathtaking people... By the Gods I miss you all so much it's not just hurt... Compassion- From the Gut. To be moved by the suffering so much one MUST ACT. No more sidelining.
Couldn't sleep for beans cause of some nasty heartburn, which makes me wonder if my body is telling me more than "yeah, hellfire for you eatin those peppers you nutso!"t
So here I sit, realizing that in the grand scheme of things, I need to get my godamn ass in gear and DO SOMETHING.
I've said it before, and I'll say it again till I get the idea to do something about it.
Want to be an activist. In health, in gay rights, in womenfolk's ability to survive the hell of this world. SOMETHING. Just PICK SOMETHING. What's it gonna be? What's really important to you?
But yeah, I should probably draw, too.