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I'm still alive and kicking y'all...
I'd really like for all my gamers to post their email addresses here for me. I have some but not others, and I'd like to take up the reigns and cooridnate some time for us to actually game again. (Also, I have some stuff to say that I'd rather email than post on live journal, so before anybody says "why didn't you just post?" I thought I'd explain ( Read more... ) -
Quote of the Week:
From an article in issue #21 of Paste magazine that takes us along with The Flaming Lips while on a cruise ship they're headlining, Wayne Coyne (the lead singer) says, regarding the (at the time) working title for their new album and what it means to be "at war with the mystics":
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Catching up...
So it has certainly been a tumultuous few weeks, and I haven't posted in a while. I've been more interested in distracting myself from turning 34, being single when I'm not used to it, and trying to remember that I can be my own best boyfriend heh- yeah, right ( Read more... ) -
April
It collects in my throat, that bitter bile of bad choices that sticks and pushes up through my head. Itg's a piston of regret, pumping tears out onto my face- a badge of despair that I'm only recently to ashamed to wear ( Read more... ) -
Reflect
As the breath leaves my lungs ( Read more... ) -
Jitters, butterflys, what have you...
So I'm nervous about something that's happening tomorrow, and it's a good kind of nervous. I'm being vague about it here because it's kind of personal, but I'd like to be able to document the memory. Don't worry, true believers, I'm going to be fine, and it's nothing like that... I'm just... nervous/excited/scared all at once kind of feelig, and as ( Read more... ) -
Snapping out of it...
I've been out of touch, and disconnected, and in my private, crazy darkness for a few weeks now, and it's time to snap the hell out of it. I mean, really, if I let myslef wallow in self-pity and feel this sharp, lonely bitterness for too long, it'll become my reality... and quite frankly, I know better. Depression, crying, getting it out, and not ( Read more... ) -
...and so it goes...
Frustrated... confused... weirdness- now that all the wonderful time I've spent with someone seems to be relegated to the level of some kind of misunderstanding- after basically one issue things are apparently to be no more... to top that off like a wild cherry, I'm having email interchange with my ex. (Turns out he was giving me space for the one ( Read more... ) -
...and yet still more catharsis...
I'm sitting at my desk at work, after having a week of fighting a cold and pretending i'm invulnerable and living life as though I have nothing to do but distract myself from my thoughts... I'm sitting here in tears, listening to The Hours soundtrac, hunched down in my chair so no one can see me, and trying to work (well, up untill I decided to put ( Read more... ) -
For the record...
The "him" I refered to last week, and most of the ranting today is about my ex... not anybody I know right now. I'm sure it goes without saying, but I know things can be misconstrued, and I don't want to put off any of my friends, old or new, by having them think that I'm bitching about everyone in my life. Yes, I am sick of some things in general, ( Read more... )