I do feel like I'm in a better place, I guess. However. I feel like I'm in Frogger. While the side of the road is definitely a better place, a place where I'm much less likely to be run over by speeding semi's and dancing dinosaurs....I'm still refusing to face what has to be faced in order to get to my lily ( Read more... )

There are times when my life feels so pointless. Get up, eat, pee (girls don't poo!), sleep, repeat. Ideals and norms and society push me in the direction of staring too hard at the big picture. What have I accomplished materially? How much money have I managed to save? Who do I associate with and how often? Am I on the right path? What have ( Read more... )

I grieve in my condition
for I cannot find the words to say
I need you so.

April 26th, 2002

( words I saved: Gertrude Blurred and Greyhound Man )

I'd promise to cut off ten years from my life to have these times back again.


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I just smoked my last cigarette.

Yet another attempt at avoiding what I should be doing.

Sleeping.

Today was kind of hard. We talked about colostomies. Sad that that makes me think of Janet. I spent the day thinking about her, actually. We finished up with a chapter on death and dying. I miss her a lot ( Read more... )

People are so ignorant ( Read more... )

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Yay! I finally got pictures back! I think I'll post them in seperate posts...since they're kinda big.

Before we left.


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