Rules: Once you've been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 25 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you. At the end, choose 25 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you. If I tagged you, it's because I want to know more about you ( Read more... )

~*~ I want to stay until it's too late to be concerned by measures of time, but rather spend those measures becoming immersed in effortless synergy. I want to linger beyond the moment when it's no longer safe to delay the exodus. I want salty limes chasing Penca Azul Anejo and Nylon Smile trip-hopping in the background.

~*~ Some dude called ( Read more... )

~*~ Anxiety dreams all night.

~*~ I canceled my therapy appointment on Friday because I was feeling crappy and didn't want to drive down there. Plus, I didn't really have anything I wanted to talk about. I felt guilty about it all weekend.

~*~ It looks as though talking to me has become not worth the effort and is preferably avoided, ( Read more... )

( Mischief writes more of that obscurity crap )

( Juniper Berries and Kerosene )

I wasn't going to post, wasn't going to write anything, and wasn't going to think about anything.

When does that ever work out, least of all in my favor? Not to say that when I write things down or say what's on my mind, that it ends up going particularly well either.

But now, here I am -writing- and I don't know what to say.

( I can say that there are things I miss, things I wish I could explain, and things I will always wonder about. )

Outline the rhyme and increase the content.

( Actually, it's just more of that bullshit crap that I write when my mind won't settle down. )

The world made perfect sense when I was a kid, walking in the hills of Placitas with my Puggle and my imaginary friend Charles ( Read more... )

( In which I am obscure, and also talk about pants )

Where have I been, these days seem such a blur ( Read more... )