So, it occured to me today there's probably a lot of gayness going on in my story. And I'm really not sure how I missed it before. I mean, it's an ancient organization made up entirely of men who are all cooped up together for centuries at a time.

I mean, come on. Someone's gotta be gettin' it on somewhere.

Of course, I'm going to completely ignore ( Read more... )

 I am irritated (perhaps unjustly) that the 'Leafkin Premeir' has been moved to July 18th, my birthday. But moreso, that the job of informing me was not taken by the two people who know me, have known me for awhile, but instead given to Lexi, who is a relatively new acquaintance. I quite like Lexi. And this just put her in a rather uncomfortable ( Read more... )

 first, I really want the chance to tell someone they have the emotional maturity of a retarded puppy. Don't know why, just seems like it would be a great thing to say ( Read more... )

 So I was thinking about this at work (because, while I could fill my mind up with thoughts of shirts and dresses and whatnot, I would then  have to kill myself) and I've come to the conclusion that my general kindness is meaningless. It doesn't make me a good person or whatever, me, who is habitually so, being nice is not any different that some ( Read more... )

 or maybe Portland. Not quite sure which. Not quite sure why. Just seems like a good idea. Maybe I just want to move.

so why am i still awake you ask?

cause that's how i roll.