Faire is over ( Read more... )

So, I finally did it. Yesterday, I gathered up some stuff, took the bus to the Civic Center BART station in Oakland, and took the BART train to the Embarcadero station in San Francisco. It took about 45 minutes to get there. It took another 20 to find a spot I was happy with. Then I put my hat down, donned my black jester’s cap, and began to ( Read more... )

Today is the four-year anniversary of the day that Hexadamsel and I got together. I am hopelessly smitten with her, and we are happy together. We do have the occasional disagreement, but those are the rare times, quickly forgotten. There are so many happy memories we share. Communication and understanding are my watchmen. We've had a wonderful ( Read more... )

I've been a little stressed out lately, so for a change of pace, I thought I'd take a stab at writing a sonnet, no pun intended...

O My Enemy ( Read more... )

( If I can't brag here, then where? )

My sister is exactly one year and one week younger than I am. We were raised in a two-bedroom apartment in Alameda, which means we shared a room. That was fine until we were around ten (or was it eight?), and then my father (a genius) built a separating wall to make two rooms. It wasn't completely soundproof but it offered privacy, and that was ( Read more... )

I'm running one D&D game and I'm playing in another. I never have enough time to adequately plan ( Read more... )

I have been 29 for 2 days now. I can’t say that it is much different than being 28. It does seem to be a lot different than being 19. I’m weary. My body does not recover as fast as it did from the things I do to it. I pay dearly for those all-night benders I love. I am sore the day after moving furniture. I’ve decided to hang a punching bag ( Read more... )

So. I have a lot of news, and apparently I have SO many other things to do, that I don’t ever take time to write in my LJ. Today, however, I’ve chosen to write about my toad ( Read more... )

Well, another St. Patrick’s Day has come and gone, and once again, I feel like death warmed over. My loving girlfriend (the best in the world) nursed me through the wee hours of the night, and got me to work in the morning-very early in the morning. But I’m alive, at least, and making a decent show at being responsible, live journal excepted ( Read more... )