I live in Minneapolis, Downtown, where literally thousands of crows congregate at the park across the street from my house. At around eight o' clock at night, they meet for who knows what? I just know that they only hang around in the winter and I wish they would leave. It's interesting looking and a bit Alred Hitchcock, but they are very loud ( Read more... )

My night blew. That's leave it at that.

My day started out with an episode of Sex and the City ( Read more... )

I have had my cameraphone for over a week now. I've been know to be a bit over anxious with new toys. And this is no different. I have taken so many pictures. My roommate has a miniture pinture, and he has been my best subject. I rarely have been nervous or self conscience aboutgetting my picture taken ( Read more... )

Sushi Express: Maki Roll Tuna and Salmon is great.

Maybe it's the lack of 'somnia or the lingering alcoholie, but I love him. I love his differences and his cute face and his articulate writings and his choice in men.

Sodium filled lubricant all over my face.

Bed...so close...

Respect me. How? That's a good question. Because everyone has a different idea what respect is. No one is exactly right or wrong. There is a fine line we all cross in relationships, friendships, and family. What is the most appropriate way to say "Get well soon" and the gestures that go with it. When should people share or divulge important ( Read more... )

My nights know filled with visits to the E.R. Not for myself of course, but with friends. The whole gastrointestinal system is so finicky for some people. I fortunately don't have a lot of medical problems. But I always wonder how much of it is self-induced or psychological. Can someone truly be ill so much of the time. I know it's ignorant to ( Read more... )

Call me. If I call you and you don't call back? That is what ticks me off. Is four or five hours a reasonable amount of time to call someone back? I know they are capable of calling before that. I fucking hate being ignored. People, act like adults and be responsible to the relationships in your life. Why should I give a fuck about them when ( Read more... )

Riding my bike today, I kept riding over puddles. I rode along the new lightrail trail. But every time I'd hit a puddle the mud would physic's along the tires and color the back of my coat and head. I felt embarrassed when I eventually went into the Chipotle off of Washington and 35W.

Ah!

I've been stricken with the sleep deprivation bug. I am tired right now, but I can't crash on my pillows. My face is trembling and my hands need busy work. FUCK!!!!!!!! Help me fucking aye.