His faith, like a hat of straw ( Read more... )

In my dreams ( Read more... )

I'll tell you what a friendship does ( Read more... )

It was 1 AM. Yeah it was late to be doing this, but I was already up too late to begin with so I figured I'd just make sure my sump pit wasn't flooded on my way to bed. Of course, the sump pit is outside, ten feet from my door, in the middle of a rather large patch of saturated mud. So it was a little out of my way, but the alternative would ( Read more... )

Also, let's all have a moment of silence in memory of the 4400, for the show has passed unto the basement of lost TV shows. ::sniff::

Bye bye 4400 ;(

Also, while bowing you head in silence, violenty scream curses for these shows:

LOST
Smallville
ER
Stargate Atlantis
Without a Trace
Kyle XY
Survivor
and any others you can think of....::sniff

Blues and reds and greens ( Read more... )

This is my journal. Any interest in it is solely under your own discretion. I don't promise you'll like what's in here. I don't promise you'll like me after you read what's in here, but read anyway at your own risk ( Read more... )

Not the best piece of writing that's poured from the coffers of my imagination, but it's mine. Their are prbably speeling erores and sintacks probelms but hoo caires ( Read more... )

I just wrote this. Hot off the presses, as they say. Just a fun little thing I started writing and only edited a tiny bit. Problem is, I can never tell if the feeling of brievity I'm sensing is a result of me not developing my paragraphs enough, or my word choice, or just because I wrote it and it sounds quick to me because I don't have to ( Read more... )

I think it happens when we expect, at that moment, that if God wanted us to live, he would reach down his divine pinky finger and knock us away from the legdge, or the gun from our hands, or loosen the rope from our necks. We feel so much pain at that moment, that we feel there is no end. It's like counting the seconds of every day for the sun to ( Read more... )