I think I have discovered something about myself. I don't know if it's recent or if it's kinda always been lurking ( Read more... )

"The most unpleasant thing about human beings is that they don't metamorphose. Your people and mine are born as grubs, but we transform ourselves into a higher form before we produce. Human beings remain grubs all their lives."

"Human beings do metamorphose. They change their identity constantly. However, each new identity thrives on the ( Read more... )

Oof. So today is my day off, but instead of sleeping in I am awake with a UTI. :( Boooooo. I crawled out of bed like 10 times between 4 and 7 this morning. I hate UTIs. So now I'm in a hoodie and Jon's PJ pants, drinking large mugs of tea and Internetting away while Mad Dog sleeps on the couch beside me. That at least is not so bad.

( This update has been long in coming, and so I shall spare your f'list. )

It's amazing how we can judge the fuck out of the actions of someone we hate, but turn a blind eye when a dear friend commits an identical crime. I'm so much more willing to accept simple human weaknesses from someone I like.

This is the way you left me ( Read more... )

I'm having a problem with the past.

Hmm. I don't know how to phrase it. More later.

In order to make this post worthwhile:
New tattoo is going on my right lateral ribs (it's gonna hurt!). Eppur si muove.

Well, first day of class is over. And I am fucking exhausted. Bus doesn't come until 8:45, so I'm stuck here for awhile ( Read more... )

Work was terrible and busy and ugh. I was there until almost 11 o'clock. Then I came home to Roomie and her daughter screaming at each other upstairs. They're still going at it and it's making me want to crawl under my bed and disappear. Too many memories of being in the middle of my parents' fights. The tension in this house is unbelievable ( Read more... )

-Pine Marten and I will always rock ( Read more... )

Last night the snow was slippery, slushy, blinding me with my headlights and smushing brown water under my tires. It was hard to drive. You try to follow the tracks that someone before you made, but you maybe turn strangely or your tires just don't grip as you'd like, and suddenly you are sliding sideways, whirling the wheel hand over hand. ( Read more... )