so the good news is no trip to the ER last night after the 6 hr fever i was battling finally broke and went down to 102. Am much better today...hallucinations have deminished and temp is hovering around 99-100. to much info perhaps, but it's my f-ing LJ ( Read more... )

so I think part of me that journals has died. it used to be that if it wasn't here it was somewhere else; writing on table cloths, scribbling on napkins, filling up sketch books and journals...but somewhere along the line i actually stopped writing and drawing and even singing and pretty much stopped dreaming too. i feel like i've lost a friend, i ( Read more... )

And 50 weeks bleeds into 104...funny how nothing changes. check out the dates on these posts. i could cut and paste the same words and and the same whine, and where have all the flowers gone non-sense, but the truth is that my pursuit of change is the one thing that always stays the same. my disapointment with the apathy and bordom which accompany ( Read more... )

it's been an introspective evening one which was most needed. i can't remember the last time i journaled, oh wait i guess it was 50 weeks ago. i guess there's a lot that's new...and quite a bit that's old. i'm job hunting...just hunting in general i suppose. for jobs. for schools. for choices and clarity. my friend katie was diagnosed with lupus. i ( Read more... )

Wahoo back online...more to come...oh if i only had a nickel...

or shall i say the absence thereof... for anyone wondering how i'm doing down here: i have no report. no job, no romance, no productivity to speak of. spirits are fluctuating at regular intervals and all will be well when employment decides to enter my life in any capacity not preceded by the letters "un". fantastic really(not really). hyper ( Read more... )

Float On by Modest Mouse


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a series of fruitless atempts at advancement in any direction. that's how i would classify this morning. i have a newsletter to write amongst other things...but i can't even conjure enough creativity to write a simple email. i'd say i'm losing my mind but i'm so so tired of whining. furthermore, i scarcely think i'd miss it anyway, my mind. more ( Read more... )

now that's just fucking creepy....one more time....