I'm in such an unstoppable fetish sort of mood... daydreaming fresh socks, scabs, and little kisses. Svelte dark men with sexy cheshire-cat grins, and of course (of course!) the feeling of carpet under my clawing fingers ( Read more... )

Swell, swell, swell, and pop. heart's all a-flutter after reading a love letter and I feel like a sixth-grader hopping around and trying to unload on someone without giving away names, places, times, or wtf I'm talking about... "don't you understand it's not about gosip, it's about something pretty." The world doesn't have nearly enough _pretty_ ( Read more... )

One of those quiz things...



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I’m a bit translucent and all copasetic. Not a spark of inspiration lately, but I seem to be attracting individuals left and right. Nice and sterile is somehow magnetic. or maybe just comfortable ( Read more... )

"My nature is subdued to what it works in, like the dyer's hands..."

Maybe should be more selective, then? All stretched thin, and creeping where I thought I was solid metal.

Up late writing a paper on the former Yugoslavia ( Read more... )

So I went to see Magnetic Fields last night ( Read more... )

What a strange thing a room is. A little den where you have intalled all the peices of the world that you claim pertain to you. "my desk" used to be a living thing, believing the wet dirt it stretched down into was there only for its nourishment. And now it has found itself misshapen, out of context, unwittingly playing a part in my dramas, like ( Read more... )

So I come home from a long day of school and work, and get this apocalyptic-sounding e-mail from the school ( Read more... )

I was at the house of a person named Texas, and nestling into the couch until I heard there was a trampoline ( Read more... )