Every so often, I get into one of these moods where I wish I could go back in time and say something to the person I was several years ago. Most of the time it's something simple, like a piece of advice, or a reassuring word that things are going to work out okay. Other times, I really wish I could slap some sense into the younger Me and wake him ( Read more... )

As promised earlier, I have a bunch of old pics to share. I'm putting it all behind a cut because 1) some of them might be on the big side, depending on the resolution of your screen, and 2) I don't want to eat my entire friends page today ( Read more... )

Silence is the unbearable repartee.
(Charles Dickens, courtesy of my fortune cookie widget)

The rollercoaster continues.
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I had an interesting support group session tonight. In talking about life in general, I stumbled across some pretty big emotional stuff. And it's going to take me a while to figure out just what I think about it all.

( psychobabble )

In an earlier episode of The Life And Times Of The Wild roosterbear, I alluded to a funny story out of my dark and mysterious past that was an episode in and of itself. And I'll warn you that this might trip some people's Squick-o-Meter. So, anyway, here it is.

( How I can sometimes hold a poker face, even in seemingly impossible situations. )

I am in one of those really blah, strange moods ( Read more... )