And maybe it's just that I don't want to be marked by these bastards ( Read more... )

What does it mean if people don't want to hear what you want to say ( Read more... )

Monday Jesse ran down the driveway after the mail lady's car. He likes to ride. I guess he was hoping he could jump in on her next stop ( Read more... )

Oblong Books is an independent bookstore in Rhinebeck. Large-ish, catering to a clientele that lives close to Vassar and Bard, the Omege Institute, and a lot of other spiritual and intellectual resources. It is the primo destination toward for people migrating up from NYC, and it's one of my favorite places to drive on weekends, especially for the ( Read more... )

The leaves are turning. The grass is still green but it's slowly being covered by the black walnut leaves, the first to drop ( Read more... )

For those who have witnessed me and wondered when the hell I'm going to get over this, I think I can say with some confidence that I won't. But the "this" I'm not getting over is not about my last lover ( Read more... )

Remnant of a Spell ( Read more... )

Reading up on the AOL scandal about releasing search logs of its users (OMG, my reputation would be SO ruined), I ran into someone writing about a woman who was looking for ways to stalk or kill her ex-boyfriend. And it wound up with a search for "jame blunt lyrics goodbye my lover." And the blogger commented that this was the scariest thing of all ( Read more... )

Hmm ( Read more... )

Whew. What a week ( Read more... )