I've always fought a battle internally. I don't know whether its just something natural almost like an instinct or if it's learned behavior (from my 'evil' teenage years). Normally, sex isn't an issue. Especially lately, I have had no sex drive at all.  I took that as a positive because when I do get going, I have a tendency to get extremely ( Read more... )

I came to the realization of a fairly common thread in a lot of things that I like. I hate to think that knowledge will ever be completely forgotten, whether it is how to do some mundane task or knowledge of someone's existence or their experiences in life. This can be followed from my fiber arts interests (not so much arts but more the utilitarian ( Read more... )

I suppose its the whole.. Oh my its been too long since I've posted... Look I'm still alive post ( Read more... )

If there is someone on your friends list you would like to take, strip naked, tie them to a bed post, lick them until they scream, then fuck them until both of you are senseless and unable to fuck anymore, then wait about five minutes and do it all over again, then post this exact sentence in *your* journal.

*wink*

Have you ever felt like you want a do over? Not where you want to go back and change one single turning point decision but  go back far enough that you could potentially change the entire person you become?

I always did well in school (until junior year but that story is for another time). I didn't think much of it just did what was asked of me ( Read more... )

It is funny. I look back at things and I remember how exciting  and passionate I was.  I remember writing so much and wanting to write so much more but my hands couldn't move any quicker.  Then and now I still love the feeling of writing with pen and paper. It seems more intimate, like if I write hurriedly and flamboyantly, the ink and paper will ( Read more... )

Other than rear ending someone (no one is hurt, their car is fine, my car is not) , waiting for my car to come out of the shop and doing the normal everyday stuff... not much going on. Although i do believe I have personally experienced the meaning of the term daily grind. I don't care for it at all =( And mental note, watching Joe vs The Volcano ( Read more... )

Back in the day I really was a social creature. I had a fairly large circle of friends I considered close.  I thought I was fairly normal in tastes and likes / dislikes.  So why the hell does it turn my stomach to look for old friends / new friends online?   I suppose that my 'old' friends are all from the time before or right as the internet began ( Read more... )

I am alive. Really I am. Work has turned into insanity plus, well, its the holiday season.   I'm in dire need of a vacation but it must wait until the new year rolls around ( Read more... )

I am still here. I am actually writing things down too... started a great story last night and fell asleep with my head on the notebook (oh the happy dreams I had) I hope to get more done today and maybe post over the weekend. I know you've heard this before but something really has clicked lately and I am able to get my ideas down on paper in at ( Read more... )