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Sadness.
I always hate it when intelligent minds pass away. The week Vonnegut died was just a bad week in general, and I didn't really get to think much on it until recently.
But Madeline L'Engle died today. And I've got time to think about it.
I are teh sad. -
Stuck in my head.
So quiet...
another wasted night, the television steals the conversation.
Exhale.
Another wasted breath - again it goes unnoticed.
Please tell me you're just feeling tired,
'cause if it's more than that, I fear that I might break.
Out of touch, out of time.
Please send me anything but signals that are mixed,
'cause I can't read your rolling eyes.
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So, the con I waited all year for is now over. Didn't sleep more than six hours from last Thursday to yesterday afternoon. So once my face hit pillow, I was out for twelve solid hours. I needed it.
I had a lot of fun. I know other people didn't have as much fun as I did, but I had a LOT of fun. The vast majority of this fun happened in our hotel ( Read more... ) -
No one, no, oh no one likes to be let down...
Yesterday sucked a lot. Today sucked a lot. And, tomorrow, a high chance of suckage is in the forecast.
Today doesn't need chronicling. A lot of people said stuff, and then some other people said stuff, and then some people said some more stuff, and then one went home. It's over.
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You're most likely never going to read this... but I realized ( Read more... ) -
Thoughts, and a list.
It's too early to say for sure - but I think this time, I think I'm really getting better. What bothered me previously bothers me less now. I don't sleep much more, but when I do, it's restful. I'm not asking for the whole world at once. Just peace of mind. It's sort of coming back.
You've got no idea how healing creativity can be. I held a pen ( Read more... ) -
Fear is the heart of love.
So we're at this larp. I keep getting pulled away from the group by random people, and I can't find Al'x or John. There's a drug bust, and I'm trying to track everyone down so we can just leave and go home. It's raining, there's cops everywhere, and the event kinda sucks. I finally get everyone in the cabin, and start packing, and the rangers knock ( Read more... ) -
A conversation.
Me: I love you. And not just because it's Wednesday.
John: But the hump makes the love even better.
In other news... well, there is no other news.
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It'd be really nice if the guys hitting on me were the guys I wanted to hit on me, instead of CREEPY OLD MEN WHO I WILL NEVER, EVER, EVER DATE. -
Here Lies Andy - Peperony and Chease.
For anyone interested in the zip files in order to play Oregon Trail on your computer, please respond to this post with your e-mail address, just in case I don't have it. (Unless you're John. Because then, I definitely have your e-mail address ( Read more... ) -
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Perhaps the single greatest remark about parenting in the history of the world:
"Last night we read her books in our bed after her bath, and when we were done she looked over at Jon’s nightstand, pointed to his copy of Freakonomics, and said, “Oooh, apples! I want to sleep with that book.” And since he had finished it a couple of weeks ago we let ( Read more... )