Dear journal. I think I might have to delete you, as I am not particularly proud of the things you contain, and the FAQ has told me I would have to edit each entry individually to make you entirely private. I don't particulaarly wish to do this, nor do I have the time. I shall think on it, and figure out how I wish to proceed. Perhaps I will ( Read more... )

Christmas has come and gone and I can't say that I'll miss it this year. It's not that it was horrible, it was just... empty. You know, somehow I imagined that this was going to be the first Christmas in a long time that I didn't spend entirely at church, feeling incredibly out of place there and vaguely like a liar for even showing up. I ( Read more... )

Today's cheesy horroscope from a teen mag, "A juicy secret could be more than you bargained for". Well, that's a pretty obvious bit of prescience (seeing the present). I suppose in a charitable assesment of the various and sundry secrets I keep, at least one of them could be considered "juicy". I've found, however, that any secret grows and ( Read more... )

I here vow, for the (at least) seventeenth time, to stop apologizing. I'm sorry the other sixteen tries didn't work out so well ( Read more... )

So the bedbug scare was a false alarm. In reality, there were merely some beetle casings on the mattress, not even any living insects, so I was able to sleep in my own bed last night (after a thorough vaccuming, of course). Unfortunately, because of the fact that there were at one time bugs living in my bed, even ones that didn't feast on human ( Read more... )

I'm pretty sure that the word can describe a type of wandering with no apparent destination and/or sense of direction ( Read more... )

Eight days later. Still have razor burn.

My, I haven't been here in a while. I will write when the spirit moves me, I suppose (though what spirit is open for debate). I am not a schedule person ( Read more... )

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