My head won't stop pounding.
I cannot disconnect.
I keep having dreams about desolation.
I feel like I'm distancing people through my sheer existence.
I act like I know something, but I don't know shit.

Too much time here when you begin dreaming about people who you've never met except through the scraps of writing they occasionally throw at you. In my dream I was homeless, and my possessions consisted of a pile of smelly blankets. I was walking through the rain by a thruway by a hill and stumbled into This walmart/Target type place and ran into ( Read more... )

This article:
http://fitness.msn.com/articles/feeds/article.aspx?dept=exercise&article=et_mh_060704_hoop>1=3584
Made me cry like a baby.

Inspired by one of Banshees posts about how hard it is to make friends when you have kids, I am writing this post to find out who lives in the Rochester, NY area, has kids and would be interested in having some sort of bring your kids along barbeque thing in some centrally located park type place?

Makes passion blooms in my blood
Black ink in heavy cream,
tinting me

I refuse to become what they expect of me.

Since I'm beginning the herculean effort it takes to quit smoking I thought this was sort of appropriate
NOTE: zNo smoking around dreamofgloaming. Thankyou for your co-operation.
From Go-Quiz.com

Life insurance. the way they advertise it with pictures of little kids crying.

Yaaaaahoooooooooo! Starting Saturday at noon, wifey and I are kid free until sunday at about 4 p.m.

Unfortunately, this never happens. So we have no idea of what we are going to do.

Any suggestions?

Ya know, It happens just like that, "I've got to talk to you." and the sinking feeling hits me like a gallon of hot chili dumped on my head ( Read more... )

Fully cooked, crispy on the outside, juicy on the inside, thoughts bouncing off the inside of my skull ( Read more... )