I keep getting one sickness or another, broken ribs, skin infections, ... I'm almost feeling that they are physical manifestations of struggles that my mind is going through. Or maybe negative feelings. Quantum Physics, maybe? I don't really know much about it, but it may be an answer. Maybe I'm just a fragile person who won't recognize that I ( Read more... )

Writing in this journal is a lot like going to your 10 year high school reunion. How can you possible explain what you've been up to all these years? Well, forget about all that, anyway. It's going forward that matters.

And where the hell am I going?? Oh man, that's even harder than explaining where I've been.

Recently, I sent a friend a link to this journal. I wanted to know what he was reading, since I couldn't remember much of it. I read a good chunk last night, laughing about all I've forgotten. It's an interesting thing, that part of my history is just here, hanging out in space, no one paying much attention to it.

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After sitting around in the kitchen and having kick ass soup, Jamie and I got to May-N-Kevin-4Eva at 12 o'clock last night. Saw Extra Action Marching Band. Danced like crazy. Got really dirty. Came home completely gross and satisfied ( Read more... )

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I remember how inspired LJ made me when I first used it. MySpace just doesn't cut it. I'm ready to start spilling out my soul again, or at least leaking my brain...

In China, bamboo is associated with ghost stories. It is stronger than steel. They use it for scaffolding.