The perfect way to describe how I feel right now...the same day we leave to go on our trip would be a wailing combonation between "argh" and "ugh."   My throat hurts, my stomache feels funny and my head is about to bounce off into the distance.  Hurra for feeling funny. 

Two movies in one day that I didn't anticipate being nearly so... deep nor to effect me so much.

This one was just as "mental" as the last one... and so much thinking... and stuff.

I don't even know.

Love
Clair

I just woke up about half an hour ago to the painful discovery that the muscles in my shoulders and neck are wound more tightly than the springs on a rocket-launcher.  Yes, I know that rocket-launchers do not have springs, but that was the first idea that came along.  In other words... oooooooooouch.   I'm trying to work them out a bit, but it ( Read more... )

It's raining ferociously... which is brilliantly wonderful.  I go so far as to hope that it will keep it up through the night and perhaps for a little while tomorrow morning.  It suits my mood so fabulously with the most wonderfully potent bit of anger ( Read more... )

The thing about being a complete idiot is that you get to spend a lot of time with people that you love.   Given- they're like babysitting you... but still... you know the coddled comfy feeling of being smothered.  That's love ( Read more... )

Every last thing reminds me that as soon as you're gone... so are we.

The lack of anything worthwhile to do is killing me.  I kid you not- it's killing me.  All I really have to do is clean my house and read romance novels.   JeSuS H. ChRiSt.

My father is phone... home.

I'm making cinnamon rolls with which to feed my fat ass.  Not that it's really fat, just that it feels very large and stupid due to the fact that I ( Read more... )

I'm in a good mood.  The 'why' of that is yet unknown though.

I had strange dreams.  Not significan dreams like the night before last, but strange all the same.

Cheers. 
Clair

Never Like an Angel

You say you saw me,
You couldn’t get your mind off me.

You say you thought about me,

Night and day.

You say you love me,

No one else is quite above me,
Like I’m something precious,
You’ve found along the way.

Cx:  But I was never like an angel.

No bright light at the end of the day.

I was never like an angel,

Paving ( Read more... )

Dear God;

People are stupid.

Amen.