"Your sentiment is my cement shoe" Since we landed in Toronto, this this minute I've been fucked-up in

Oh, it was back in June 11, 2005 when I stumbled ( Read more... )

Captain's log stardate 2005 05 10, supplimental, additional ( Read more... )

I ramble and rave and listen to music. I just randomly start typing and then I think about it. There are alot more people that I know who have such things as this dictating device. Why not look up an old (pun intended) friend. so I did.

I ove Serial EL.

Oh, what to say about this preceding month ( Read more... )

Walking in the cold noon-day sun to the library. Almost scaring some grossly obese native cart bound thingamajigger. Anyhoo ( Read more... )

getting sleep is shitty. Shitty is my new favourite word for livejournal.

"Quit fagging up the goth club, and go goth up the fag club. Damn Nine Inch Nillist."

write my full name (those who do know it, you'll laugh at the ulterior meaning)

thank-you door.

I had another night's sleep when I couldn't tell if my dreams were real or not. Though when I wake up, I still feel asleep. Tired, and lethargic I almost walked out onto a porch that was being torn down. I felt high without actually being... well, high. Then comes a wake-and-bake with Joe. Life sucks