I was internet surfing livejournal, specifically posts of rememberence ( Read more... )

There is a street version of the "serenity prayer" that goes something like this:

FUCK IT.

My current montra. In life, the only two things that are forever certain are death and taxes, everything else is "For Now".
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I bought my mission style dinning room table at the annual "gold rush" days, a few years ago. Its lovely, but in need of a few nuts to hold the table steady.

Fixing the table is one of the items on my Mission 101 tasks.

While I drove up to MSP last night, I had one of the most beutiful conversations with imyaj. The basis of which is spring cleaning. ( Read more... )

The image of the atomic bomb droped in Japan during WWII not only documented disaster but is also fucking beutiful ( Read more... )

Each time I see therapist lady, I'm required to fill out the PSQR-9 ( Read more... )

and get possibly a little, philosophical. Which, never happens ( Read more... )

Since seeing Karla on Thrusday, I've been slightly obscessed about the memories of that period in 1994, when I thought my world was crashing around me ( Read more... )

Therapy this morning with Karla was phenom. The best decision I made, was to go back into therapy. I don't regret making that choice, at all ( Read more... )

You've played the game, right? We've all played the game. Six degrees of Kevin Bacon. In six moves, connect what-ever it is, to Kevin Bacon ( Read more... )

"Wednesday ( Read more... )