Sometime I hesitate in posting things here, even though most people won't read them, and those that do don't really care about what I write. But sometimes I'm ashamed by the way that my own heart/mind works and so I just don't say anything. Or I do, but in places where only I can see ( Read more... )

So, as is most often true, I am going to ring in the New Year alone and vaguely depressed. It's quite tragically sad that this seems to be becoming a tradition. I am actually becoming one of those awful people that descend into a vicious blue funk whenever the thought of New Year (or my birthday, but that's another story) roll around ( Read more... )

Hey Obama, you're so fine, you're so fine you blow my mind, Obama.

I'm STILL pinching myself. 4.30 this morning was GOOD TIMES.

Fuck.

Seriously. Good fuck.

But fuck.

ACES.

You know, I just re-realised why it is I like Sci-Fi so much. It's all the inappropriate touching they manage to get away with. You just don't get that in dramas.

Good times.

Added to say, Obama's speech writer is 26-year-old Jon Favreau.

26.

Sometimes, I am astounded by all the directions my life could have taken, and amazed by where I have ended up.

Okay people, I'm still good for another 3 years before I'll feel beaten. See you in the 2012!

Now, just for that move of countries...

Just read Obama's speech from the Convention.

Some some of you may know, some of you may not, I am a speech geek. I'm...enamoured with rhetoric. I'm enthralled. I think words have power and using them in the right way can bring people together. I think they can change things, not just by prompting people to action, but by true inspiration. ( Read more... )

I cut my hair off yesterday. Well, not me personally, because I try to avoid doing crazy things like that. It's usually indicative of a little nutty that I try and avoid. But it's really short. I am suprised by how much I like it ( Read more... )

Sometimes, I realize I come across as incredibly vapid. And not in a good 'look how carefree and live-in-the-moment I am', just in the really idiot moronic way. I'm just saying. This isn't the subject of this post or anything, but I just read my last entry and was like "Dude, shut *up*". Le sigh, and le LoL ( Read more... )

Right. My to-do list ( Read more... )

So my computer died. The hard drive completely fried. It feels like going through stages of greif. I'm going from so sad that I cry, to so angry that I just want to throw things around my room. What makes me the maddest of all is that my family talk to me like I'm being ridiculous. Because it's just a computer. Because, really, what have I ( Read more... )