Lovely as the view from my office window is, I wish never again to be in a position to see the sun rise from here. More than that, when I venture out of my office at this hour, I should not be required to talk to anyone.

Since someone (who shall remain nameless for now) forced me to log onto LJ after months away, I suppose I should post something. Don't get excited, it's just a dream ( Read more... )

If there is someone that you miss dearly, for any reason, post this exact sentence in your journal.

As a fan of molecular gastronomy, I'd been wanting to try its only outpost in NYC for a while. Of course we had to order the nine-course tasting menu ( Read more... )

In one of last night's dreams, there was a litter of the tiniest kittens I've ever seen, all grey tortoise-shell. I bound two of them (I'm not sure how exactly, something restrictive but not uncomfortable that left them somewhat ambulatory), and they turned into pale spiders and scampered away, one toward and then past me, the other in the ( Read more... )

In the dream just before I woke this morning, I was spending time with an ex, and having fun. Then I sat down on the curb by the train station and began to sing (rather badly ( Read more... )

In last night's dreams, I was in therapy. In three days, three different therapists (including one who had only met me once before) ended their professional relationships with me, because they had become emotionally (and sexually) involved with me.

Any recommendations of a good tattoo artist in NYC?

In one of last night's dreams, I was lying naked on my stomach on a sun-warmed fragrant (cedar, maybe?) wood deck, which was floating barely an inch above the level of the ocean. It was a gorgeous bay and a perfect day, and I was the only person in sight. The deck moved gently with the water. And the water spoke to me in a female voice, and it ( Read more... )

It's snowing.