( rambling )

( Seriously? )

I don't really have a reason for writing. I just decided I would. Right now. At 3AM ( Read more... )

So there were actually some concrete reasons for my long absence from lj, or at least one. That would be the return of my old friend, the black dog. I've been dealing with this on and off for a number of years. When I first moved to NY it slowly became pretty bad, and it continued to be bad for about a year and a half. But I was used to it, so it ( Read more... )

More catching up ( Read more... )

Sunday:
The NIN show convinces me that music, might, in fact, save my mortal soul.
Monday:Mmm, I love the smell of bridges burning. Granted, it was barely barely a bridge, and the other person did the burning, but it still felt like I was chewing off my own arm. I could have saved myself so much angst if I had just been fucking paying attention. I' ( Read more... )

Thank you Ten, for leaving this on my answering machine: "Circe, you crack whore, where you at? Jesus woman, now we're walking towards your house. We will be there soon, and Steel has a bat. We'll see you soon, you and your kneecaps! You're going down!!!" Sometimes, violence is the answer ( Read more... )

Lists are for lazy, untalented people. Yup ( Read more... )

The Goth Bake sale went off pretty well, considering that I did not have time for such an endeavor and am now freaking out about lost of said time, though notably not doing the things I need to be doing to make up for loss of said time. People were amused by our cause and our cookies gothness, and I got many positive comments on my corsetry. I even ( Read more... )

L1 and I were idly thinking about going to a dyke bar, then idly thinking about taking Connor with us, and then finally arrived at planning how to dress him up as a tranny dyke and then all of us going to pick up chicks. Sadly, this plan did not come to fruition. I have this feeling that when L1 and I are together we get 10 times queerer than we ( Read more... )