I'm beginning to wonder if the people on my "friends" list are still alive. Granted, I haven't said anything particularly entertaining or scintillating for a few days, but it would be interesting to see who is still out there. I guess that would defeat the purpose of this whole thing though, wouldn't it? This is supposed to be a journal, and as ( Read more... )

My darling step-mother found, and purchased for me, a lactose free ice cream. Coupled with a lactose free milk, I had myself a lactose free milkshake. "Mighty tasty" comes to mind. "About damn time" is another thing that strikes me as appropriate. No more shall my rebellious body force me to miss out on one of my favorite snacks. No more I say! ( Read more... )

Shortly after I moved here, my father gave to me a book that he thought might interest me. (I use gave in the sense that he handed it to me, not that it was a gift or something that should become mine.) It is a series of thoughts by His Holiness the Dalai Lama, and the title is "The Path to Tranquility." Myself, I'm all for tranquility. I know that ( Read more... )

This is way too complicated and I'm too lazy to go screwing with things that much.

This is a strange program, this live journal. I've spent quite alot of time on here trying to learn how to change various things, and I still have barely an inkling of how to do what I would like. I'm currently trying to change the text of my journal to something a bit more interesting, but thus far, no luck. I'm going to be screwing with a great ( Read more... )

There are sites and communities for people that are pro-suicide, pro-anorexia, pro-self injure, etc... Why? Why are people proud of these things? Why would they encourage others to these self destructive behaviors? Why? It doesn't make any sense. There is no way any of it makes any sense. What the hell is wrong with people? I know that TV and the ( Read more... )

There is something strangely comforting about listening to depressing music when I'm feeling rather despondent. What is it about a violin coupled with a piano that makes it sound so... soulful? I'm probably just a raving lunatic, but it helps. When I feel like shit and think the world is out to get me or at least make me suffer I listen to things ( Read more... )

I am now a whopping 8,565 days old. (Interested in finding out how many days old you are? http://www.paulsadowski.com/birthday.asp )

After some suggestion by the loyal few that actually read this trash ( Read more... )

Puscifer - REV 22:20 ( Read more... )

I had me a nice happy mood earlier, and while it's not completely gone, I'm feeling a bit, oh, under the weather now. Not depressed, just... Something. I've been thinking about "her". (I borrowed that little descriptive technique from Meredith.) I miss "her". More than I should. Those moments when everything was gone and it was just "her". That's ( Read more... )