Fight the creeping sense of dread with temporal things. This new Tele-vue 22mm Panoptic is beautiful.

It's absolutely terrifying to me to think that it's a real possibility that my country is slowly becoming more proudly vocal about racism in the wrong direction. We forgive our elderly for it, we show decency at the face of true ignorance, and that's fine. But the mindful racist is starting to puff up his chest a little more and it's becoming ( Read more... )

Doesn't make sense to me anymore. It's been too long, the format has changed a lot, and I'm out of touch ( Read more... )

Livejournal really seems to have changed quite a bit since I've last been here. I should write more. I like to write to my son. I should do that more too.

I wish that my finger wasn't broken anymore. And that my thumb knuckle wasn't sliced up. I use my hands some. I wish they worked better right now.

I was on board until I saw Jennifer Aniston's face. Now I just want to murder 10 year olds.

Well, I think I'm addicted to pain meds ( Read more... )

You've changed, haven't you?

You're all sleek with your dropdown boxes. Seems like it's been a while.

My new faucet is pretty shitty. Waste of $120 bucks.

I've finally reached it. The point in where I really wanted to say something, and my brain told me not to do it on Facebook. Not because I'd be embarrassed, but because I'd feel bad doing it ( Read more... )

Going to try to talk to new people at length. Going to ask questions. Going to get involved. Going to take interest in things that people are saying even if they are not interesting to me. Maybe that's a secret to learning things ( Read more... )

All this interneting is good ( Read more... )