It pompous enough to say, but I do fear that livejournal has died without me.

8 years of my life are on livejournal. That's kinda weird.

Anyway, I just remembered today is my 7 year anniversary of being a veggie. Cool.

When you can start referring to things in terms of decades I feel like it gets even weirder.

I started a tumblr in January and none of you can have the link. Peace LJ.

I have a feeling that a lot of my frustrations surfaced last night without having much control.

Yesterday I dreamt that I was on my way home and it felt like somebody was following me. I got to my front door and then I heard a man speak. An average height white man wearing a black hat and jacket was behind me asking me to let him in. Since I already was one foot in the door I said "I'm sorry, I can't," and closed the door in his face thinking ( Read more... )

1) Post ten of any pictures currently on your hard drive that you think are self-expressive ( Read more... )

It isn't until times like this when I just think, "what happened ( Read more... )

Goddamn right I get that rez rez.

dream 1 woke up at 8:30 AM ( Read more... )

This entire week is going to make me anxious. All this buildup for Sunday, a holiday I loathe, in some bizarre hopes that maybe something "special" MIGHT happen.

I already know it won't! DUH, it never does. I hate Disney and all the other fairy tales that put any lame idea into any kids head about magic and miracles and "love" stories.