Denver, Colorado Springs, Fort Collins, and Bro-ulder delicious people with bicycles : Two events coming up sooner than later. Mark your calendars. No shying away. If you have a bicycle, I want you there.


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Things have been hectic. My entire computer crashed which left me with 3 days of recovering what I could [which, thankfully, was most]. Kind of a bit of stress. Wednesday night, Safa and his band The Drift arrived to inhabit my tiny little space - and it was stupid awesome. (!!!!!!!!!) I missed that lad oh so very much and his cohorts are some of ( Read more... )

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I am oh so very pampered right now. Breakfast in bed. Figured out how to thread my new sewing machine. Danced my proverbial arse off last night [how I adore my cohorts, comrades, ... ]. Except for the stomach pains, things are looking up.
 

A body lies directly in front of a space heater thawing and freezing over, so on like that for a while. There's nyquil to supply the natural sleepy feeling because lately, it hasn't come on its own. The night was grand though, one would have to admit. Bicycle rides and dear people with lips stretched thin in laughter, arms stretched wide in touch ( Read more... )

Went to a fancy shmancy VIP filmmakers gathering yesterday - a related-to-the-Denver-International-Film-Festival event. With Michael. I think we stuck out like sore thumbs, mostly because of our experimentally theatrical behavior more so than our appearance. And that made me happy. Really happy. I think we successfully owned last night in what ( Read more... )

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IMPORTANT: Please take a moment to sign the anti-Alito-for-supreme-court petition. It'll take mere seconds and MoveOn.org actually gets shit accomplished with their campaigns: ALITO HAS THE NUTRITIONAL VALUE OF LESS THAN SHITHowever, I can sleep now knowing that the world is a better place after watching greg[arious] simulate cunnilingus on a ( Read more... )

Why finances make me weep when I realize I'm horribly in debt, more so than I thought, and why I still refuse to calculate obsessively ( Read more... )