Mostly, I find it amusing that someone who spent most of her teens and her entire 20s journalling, dumping her life onto the internet like someone would give a damn, just pretty much locked that shit down once she turned 30. It only takes 20 entries in this journal to go back over three years, and it's not like I was really writing anywhere else ( Read more... )

Being in Florida inevitably makes me look backwards on the person I was, the people I've known, the things I've done. And so I bring to you this meme from NYE 2004, five years ago, which was the first New Year's I spent alone since Florida. It's a little, uh, new age-y, but it's good and deep and blah blah blahcakes. And it's better than spraying " ( Read more... )

i forgot to mention earlier that yesterday, i was having a weird emotional day, so i went to try to have dinner with mom & jimmy, trying to like, connect, or something, and it was miserable because mom was in rare form. and then tonight, i went over there to do laundry, and jimmy made chicken and drew & vicki were there, and there was still nothing ( Read more... )

i think of myself as a passionate person. i think back to my youth, and i don't remember either of my parents ever being as passionate about anything as i am. the problem is that i'm passionate about just about everything. i'm overintense, and i get too lost in everything, and i flit quickly from passion to passion. my family's not really like that ( Read more... )

i'm breathless for no reason, and some strange combination of him and her both is whispering sweet words into my ear. it's these nights that i can't escape the thought of you singing me to sleep without a lullaby, your voice a lull all to itself ( Read more... )

i know i've been quiet lately (for me, anyway, and when it comes to actual content, by and large). and the thing is, i couldn't really tell you why if i tried. it's not that i haven't been on the computer, or even the internet, cause i've been all over it. i think it's largely my attention span, which has been for absolute shite lately, but in a ( Read more... )

i have no idea what to write, and yet i can't get rid of this nagging feeling of *needing* to write ( Read more... )

it's truly amazing what a pair of stompy shoes will do for your determination and strength when approaching your day.

i walked into work this morning, having listened to little plastic castle in the car, and realized that sure, i wearing perfect corporate drag this morning, but unlike yesterday, when i wore my birkenstocks with my long black ( Read more... )

i told you that i had a bad feeling it would be a bad year. and while i didn't expect it to happen like this, it sure looks like i was onto something there ( Read more... )

because it's still a raw nerve, the way it goes from perfectly fine to excruciating. and suddenly, it's just impossible to ignore.

but at least my growly izzy icon is here to make it all better.

(and my inappropriately dirty mood. HAHAHA.)