For the first time in a LONG, long stretch--by "LONG, long stretch" I quite possibly mean "this century"--I experienced an "emotive quantum leap" last week...owing to the results of an effectuation overlayed upon a sea-change with such degree of tide-shift I'm still sorting out exactly where it's left me. I can't think of a time such ever happened ( Read more... )

Tomorrow, G will touch down in Frisco and begin the long month ahead in which D. will have pretty much zero to do with me and focus himself upon her as if she was a stage actress and himself a spotlight ( Read more... )

Good riddance, 2007, for you were NOTHING BUT PURE SUCKINESS from day one all the way to the end ( Read more... )

HOLDING THE BAG ( Read more... )

Since I'm going to always be thought of as "inconsistent" by certain persons I might as well actually allow myself to go ahead and be that way anyway...at least, when there's some salient reason ( Read more... )

MESILA: I feel sad today. I cannot help it. Only three weeks and he will be gone for ever. Though I am not overwhelmed with sadness. Something about our last consummation changed me, or created a strong enough simulacra of change. What was the source of the overwhelming sadness? How can I make this sadness go away? And keep it from turning ( Read more... )

I thought I was fucking THROUGH with the pain over Deek syndrome, god DAMNIT, but after finding out he's not leaving in October but instead September something fell apart inside. Even that last month with him's been ripped away from me ( Read more... )

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For what, 6 years or so, maybe more, everyone I know, just about, has told me I simply must see Fight Club.

I refused. I dinna wanna see no dumb testosterone-soaked punching-bag flick.

They'd then say, but, it's not just about boxing. I wasn't convinced.

I just watched Fight Club.

Was that you again, dear old Choronzon, who never lets me down? It ( Read more... )

I am in Hell.

Why am I doing this again? I seem to have forgotten.