Oh yeah, I forgot, friends only from now on (well, for a while now actually).  So if you're not special, goodbye.  I like friends, though.

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Something is missing. Something is missing. Something is missing. Something is missing. Something is missing. Something is missing. Something is missing. Something is missing,

Everything is beautiful but everything is foreign.

Sometimes, in moments of poignant desperation, I can hardly control my reluctant contempt for [everything].  You have those moments, too.  You sit at the edge of your bed, hands clasped in front of you, eyes blank, mind set to wandering mode - thinking back to cozy nights in winter cabins you've never experienced but can sure imagine.  You perch ( Read more... )

Isn't it nice to drift along - drift drift along... in a field of meaningless faces? 
Isn't it nice to be so alone in a sea, a sea of sad - sad and empty places?

I was thinking today about this book I read a while ago, called Like the Red Panda, by Andrea Seigel:

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I hate the dining hall.  Again I feel the aloneness of separation, separation from human beings I somehow can't connect to.  Who knows if they are really all that different, but again I am an outsider.  I feel like I'm in middle school again and everyone's playing the cool game, one I've never been very good at.  I don't fit in very well with most ( Read more... )

So I'm back in Santa Cruz now ( Read more... )

Haaaaappy New Year!!

Me and the boys are chancing a road trip up to Santa Cruz in Keegan's death trap, so please pray to Zeus, God, Buddha or whichever divinity you prefer that we make it there alive...

I like having a mood ring because I know that right now my mood is mostly blue with a little bit of purple and a smidge of green.

I like Christmas in southern California because instead of snow, we have smog, traffic, and blistering heat to wade through during the holidays.

And I REALLY like this game:
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