Assemblies and conventions- events of spiritual feasting, encouraging association, joyful baptisms, introductions of new literature... and fashion showcasing. Everyone (please note that I'm referring to approximately half of everyone) rolls out of bed about 2 hours early just to primp, pluck, volumize, spray, curl, file, polish, adjust, girdle, ( Read more... )

How horrible am I? I'm a bad person. Nobody will remember me. I miss my friends. Where has my life gone? Into the swirling custard. Bye-bye, life. Wave goodbye, Brita. *wave ( Read more... )

Good news, everyone! Last week I was called in for an interview. I had given up hope, as it had been about a month since I'd turned in my applications and dilligently followed up by telephoning, only to be flatly informed that "We aren't hiring, but we will retain your application for three months." Great, thanks. But, wait! Could it be? ( Read more... )

So... here I am. I think I might be getting older or something. I'll recount the evidence ( Read more... )

I heard back from Noah. A very intuitive guy, this is... way over my head. But I think I can learn some things from him. Once you read this, tell me... any ideas as to how to proceed with the subject of religion? I've never talked to a... um, non-prosletyzing atheist. Here's his e-mail ( Read more... )

  Four wide eyed adolescents (us) are perched on a concrete wall, their shoes dangling several feet above the ground as they chew their pizza like cows chewing cud.  The last thing on their mind is the pizza.  Over the half-eaten slices they peer, drinking in the culture that surrounds them, this rich technicolor goo of society that seeps from the ( Read more... )

So here's what's going on with me. I'm working today, much to my dismay. I hate that I don't even feel like being chipper and outgoing at work anymore... it's not the customers' fault that I don't like my job and I need more money. But dead and unconversational I continue to be. Only for four hours though. After work, things will pick up. ( Read more... )

Last week I merrily pranced into my place of employment and tossed a chipper morning greeting to everyone present. I work at a filthy little hair salon doing all the filthy work, plus shampooing. Four hours every Saturday, eight dollars an hour. Not bad, I try not to complain too much, with the exception of commenting on the dreariness of ( Read more... )

I'm not going to lie. Songs about whiskey, jail, trains and mama have never been my obsession, or even a casual curiosity. I have neatly fenced off country music from my scope of artistic understanding all my life. When someone would ask me what sort of music I liked, I'd coyly answer, "Anything, really. Anything but country," and thought that ( Read more... )

Tell me when you get tired of this. I feel like my correspondance is all I'm posting. Oh, wait, it is. I've missed a lot, I haven't even checked LJ in weeks. I'm sorry. I love you all. Here is my reply to Noah's email, found in my last post ( Read more... )