See? This really is all I ever talk about anymore ( Read more... )

LJ Idol - Week 31b: The Place That Can Not Be

Monday Afternoon:The house was empty when I returned from work. I left the back door partially open as I made my way through the house. Passing the kitchen and moving through the cat litter room, I carefully watched my step. Because you just never know. I elbowed my way around the ever-changing ( Read more... )

Nyarlathotep

by H. P. Lovecraft, 1920

Nyarlathotep... the crawling chaos... I am the last... I will tell the audient void...I do not recall distinctly when it began, but it was months ago. The general tension was horrible. To a season of political and social upheaval was added a strange and brooding apprehension of hideous physical danger; a ( Read more... )

I want to create a list of goals. I don't have a clear timeline in mind. These are not "New Years Resolutions," in spite of the suspicious timing. (I've never been a fan of New Years Resolutions, I think they're fucky and stupid. But that's just me.) This is more like a tally of accomplishments I would like to start working towards ( Read more... )

I have the night to myself.

I want to go out and dance in, inhabit clubs where I'm not welcome. (But, you know, preferably somewhere that isn't filled with Mexican Cowboys. Because that's just weird, yo.)

I want to see something new, something grand, something sweeping ( Read more... )

This is preliminary, as I'm somewhere between sobriety and tipsiness at the moment. Great ideas always seem greater with an elevated BAL, after all. Given that, this is not binding in any way. (Which is to say, "Dawny and TartQueen are going to yell at me when they see this and I need an exit ( Read more... )

The posts from Hunter's birth have me traveling backwards in time.

This is important. This was a day when I hit it. The first is better than the second, but they are both key.

This is how Tyler Durden felt before he became free.The feeling, the restlessness persists. This is what, ultimately, led to the birth of Adventure Tuesday! for all that's ( Read more... )

I want a do-over. I want a reset button. I want the chance to start again. Not out of any particular dissatisfaction with where I am. Not out of any displeasure in those I've surrounded myself with. I just want to goddamn start over. Begin anew. Refreshed and full of potential. Innocent and not realizing that everything's going to be fucked up ( Read more... )

I am restless ( Read more... )

So, what, a little surgery and I have nothing left to write about anymore ( Read more... )