I just re-animated life in the restroom ( Read more... )

Writing and thinking, the two seem to go hand in hand yet I never manage to plaster my thoughts on these online walls. Over the past few weeks, I've had several entries prepared in my head and never bothered to scrawl them down. Fully fleshed out in mind and never birthed. Les Savy Fav or whatever the fuck the french say. Can't say much good has ( Read more... )

It has been a little over two weeks since I hammered out one of these entries. The last entry enmeshed so many in controversy that I almost feel like I can't outdo myself. So, perhaps I'll just do that boring shit and write about what's going on in my life ( Read more... )

I once thought I had a way with words. Recently, the words have found an escape route and decided to jump ship on livejournal for over a month. I really haven't had anything profoundly intriguing to say or to report. Even this document of nothing lacks punch and relevance, so why bother with the keystrokes ( Read more... )

We cannot help but think about what happened Tuesday. Try and turn away, divert yourself for a few moments and you will return to our nation's tragedy. No one can detach from what amounts to what may turn out to be the most significant event in world history ( Read more... )

This morning, I went to Media Play with the intent of defrauding the great American institution known as the chain store and upon my arrival, I see a powerful icon of American world dominance burning in four huge television screens at the back of the store. It said "Live, World Trade Center," and a half destroyed tower burned and emitted enough ( Read more... )

So, I haven't written anything in a while because there is not much to report. When I feel moved enough to compose an entry, something generally knocks me away from the computer and I lose my interest in returning to the keyboard, leaving several unfinished thoughts floating through cortex ( Read more... )

Last night, I fell asleep in the loving arms of my Jillian during the second episode of The Golden Girls. Her slumber preceded my own and drew me in because I don't like doing things without her, even if it's just watching TV. However, I didn't fall into a complete sleep. I drifted between sleep and stupor in an unfeeling state absorbing audio from ( Read more... )

I must be in a writing mood, eh? Two entries, one day, haven't done that in a long time ( Read more... )

I posted a bunch of comments on assorted journals today because I felt like it. If I'm shittalking you, I have good reason and won't do so anonymously. I have problems with people parking in the Custer driveway. Perhaps, if we had a nice, wide, multi-spot suburban driveway I would not have such feelings, however, when I come home at 3 a.m. ( Read more... )