I have found in the past few days that it is true what they say. I saw the largest Willy Wonkian door slam in my face while a glimmer of hope and a shred of light leaped towards me through a new keyhole. One door closes another one opens. Standing still stuck in nowhere working at my meaningless job and living with the knowledge that love is ( Read more... )

The wind told me she knew all my secrets and I just told her to stop being so cold.

I have a cold for reasons I don't want to talk about. I've decided I need to change...even if I will be without her when I'm better. I know I'm a good person. I just forgot.

This weekend I am attending a "Anything but clothes" party. And today at work they gave me a small change of pace that, although made me more dykish than ever, gave me tons of ideas. I spent the majority of the day opening boxes and such and started seeing all sorts of materials that might help me with a costume for Paul's party this weekend. I ( Read more... )

So I'm back working for 'the man' Barnes and Noble. I hate working for the devil but he makes a good deal as the devil always does. I fully intend on pulling them down from the inside. Eventually, like after I recieve a few checks. It's so quiet without her around but then I'm sure she's submersed in silence as well. It really is traumatizing ( Read more... )

For someone to buy this drum set.


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My dear friend Dominic is venturing out into the unknown of paved roadway this Friday to journey across the states of our home America. Check it out if you get a chance, here's the web address: roadtrip.twelvesideddie.com

Once upon a time a gangly girl with a funny face ventured abroad and found a nice little country that we shall call England. England welcomed her with open arms at least disregarding their condescending views towards the States (this gangly girl's home), and gave her a huge hug which only hurt her pancreas a little bit. She stayed for a little ( Read more... )

It's been a long while since I thoroughly enjoyed a concert in which I loved the opening act and the main act almost equally. The last one was probably The Music and Incubus. Last night I went to see Sigur Ros and a band called Ammamina opened for them (who happen to be long time collaborators with Sigur Ros). Seriously, and this is a hard thing ( Read more... )

I went to Dublin. There was an anti-war rally and an Australian named Risa who ditched us to go shopping. There was a guy painting on the sidewalk a wicker basket for change by the side. There was a south of the border restaurant named 'Acapulco' and a dorm filled with girls from places that they weren't from and didn't understand how great it ( Read more... )