Sometimes, when I can't sleep at night, I think out long posts, tweak them word-for-word, until they're perfect. Then, after I awaken, I remember what I wrote in my head, and realize how stunningly lame and banal it all was. I still have whole posts backlogged in my head that I'll probably never write.

I don't know whether it's my chronic pain and health problems, or watching the Six Feet Under finale, or just bad dreams, but I've come to realize, deep in my heart or soul or conscious (your choice), that I have a Date ( Read more... )

I find myself becoming increasingly tired of people who do nothing but complain. While I can and do enjoy a good bitching session occasionally, both my own and others, it becomes a worn out litany very easily. These same kind of people then wonder why they can't make or keep friends or lovers--and of course, blame it on something other than their ( Read more... )

I miss the crackly cold days with the blue blue skies without a single cloud scuttling past, where the bite of the wind may occasionally nip through your sweater but a jacket is betrayal to the very Autumnness. A day to go to Long Grove and watch the apples churn, drink the sweet fresh cider and nibble on a still-warm apple doughnut, browse the ( Read more... )

It appears by the end of the year I'll be changing my name to Christina Bridges.

I <3 a John.

( The story behind the faggotry )

Today, I called in sick to work because I didn't feel like going. My feet were cold so John jokingly offered me his Mickey Mouse Boots, government surplus boots that are good for -20F degrees with a valve. I took him up on it, along with 3 pairs of wool socks that are longer than knee length on me, and the boots themselves are 14 double wide, ( Read more... )

I kneel in a place without time nor space ( Read more... )

sisterslud 07/07/20 11:32 AM CHING TO THE MOTHER FUCKING BLING ( Read more... )

All of my experiences have led me to this point. I have felt shame, guilt, regret; human emotions all. I have also felt joy and happiness and love. I could not have these without the others. Events occur which we wish would have turned out differently, but all we can do is to learn to accept and adapt and find our own path once more around the ( Read more... )

Sometimes, no matter how much you love and support someone, you cannot help them in their struggles, try as you might. Especially when they're a friend, which means you're close enough to care but not close enough to make a real crack in their resistance, not enough for them to make the effort for your sake ( Read more... )