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Where am I?
I've been thinking lately about personal power, and what it means to have it, to have that sense of inner strength. Where does it spring from, and how do different people cultivate theirs'? For me, personal power is about being me, knowing who I am and what I am, whether anyone else sees or acknowledges it. I know, and it is enough. I do not need ( Read more... ) -
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Blah. Today I thoroughly vacuumed and steam-cleaned, yes steam-cleaned my carpets. This involved moving furniture, letting carpet dry before moving some of it back, going over some areas twice and then taking twice the normal time sucking the water back up. In between sections, I cleaned other things, like the microwave. I am now beat, but feeling ( Read more... ) -
foggy dew and bloody needles
Loving the weather. Had an after rain ground fog that lasted all night and on into morning. The quiet and the imposed sense of solitude are things I find ideal, and I make sure to enjoy them whenever they come around, as rare as they are here. Also, I went to the local piercing salon with my mate and some friends, and we had a piercing party. ( Read more... ) -
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So much time, so little said.
Looking over my entries, I realize (for the umpteenth time) how little I actually say about myself and my life et. al. I guess there're a few things you could infer from some of the posts, and maybe a few others from my listed interests, but that's all really. Thinking about it, it occurs to me that I'm still not sure what I'm doing here, in this ( Read more... ) -
Fun things...
like nearly getting killed when riding a horse for the first time in ten years. Hope that thing about nine lives is true. (though I think its more like six at this point). Strangely, the experience has not soured me to the idea of taking up riding again. It was however, one hell of a learning experience. -
Back, I guess
I don't really know why I keep flogging myself into trying to chronicle the often pointless trivia that makes up my life. Maybe it's my one form of bandwagon behavior, maybe it's so I seem more interesting to myself. I dunno. Don't expect too many revelations about my deepest darkest inner-self; I don't like sharing much. Maybe this time I'll keep ( Read more... ) -
Icon, yay!
Yes, I finally have an icon. No longer am I a faceless voice in the ether. Uhm, waitaminit...I'm still faceless. Doh! -
Bleah...rawr.
Thirty-six straight hours of painting is soooo much fun! Yay. ::falls down:: *snore...* -
Summer pain
Well, I didn't forget about this whole journal thing after only a few weeks, but as you can tell, if you check your calendars, an entire semester's worth of months, weeks, days and hours has come and gone between this post and the last. It's not so much that I've been so busy as to have no time to spare towards self-centered issues like this ( Read more... )