My new Live Journal account is now ragasparac. If you still care to know, add me, and I will follow suit.

Just for fun I decided to go back to some of my entries from 2005. WHO THE HELL was that girl writing in my journal. She is the description of every twenty something that gets under my skin. I am very proud to say I have grown a backbone, and hoped for more in my life than just the 'happily ever after' ending. Life goes on after getting married ( Read more... )

Here you guys go:


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I'm kind of in an emotional Limbo right now. As usual, I am not sure how to accurately explain it. Dad's ashes are coming home today. This means my brain has to wrap around the idea that my father body is now in a tiny heart shaped box. The physics in my head keep saying "That's impossible. His body mass exceeds that of a simple little box." ( Read more... )

Since dad passed I have been flooded with emotion, good and bad. The bad was obvious, but I was not expecting the positive emotions that came through. For some reason I am feeling better about myself, who I am and what I am... I don't see why it took so long for this to come out... It was not like my father was a domineering man who hates ( Read more... )

Once again I have ignored you.

Well, it is now 1:30-ish on the 20th, but I decided to write in here for a second. [To those on my facebook- this is my live-journal feed ( Read more... )

Sorry for my lack of blogging. I should continue to save my sanity, though.

Feelings are most definatley taking precedence in my day to day... not sure how to feel most of the time. I do know that I am forgetting what stress feels like as each day passes on ( Read more... )

I am stupid for thinking I could wear heeled boots vs. flat zombie stomping boots. results equals OW!!!!!!!