We're having a BBQ on August 6th, 2005. Sort of my birthday, sort of my father's retirement. Food, good company, booze. Let me know if you're interested.

gah. Just how much is it going to take to get his family to recognize my name? christ.

Last night was night of dreams again. I'm not quite sure how to put them all together. It's a mishmash of dreams I've had before (2) along with 2 new dreams. I woke up in the early morning, got the first part of the dream put down on paper (the first half) and then continued on with the rest of the dreaming. I might put it here or I might just ( Read more... )

There's nothing, absolutely nothing, like brushing your teeth, and going behind your molars like you do every day* and convulsively puking into the sink.

*I've not a cavity in my teeth and I'd like to keep it that way. I floss when I'm bored.

Alas, no, I do not have a killer dog. A rampaging chicken of the tree, I do. I think the dog is scared of the chicken of the tree. Which is just fine by me ( Read more... )

For those of you who are still being nosy, the post on May 27th had nothing to do with crouchback. I was angry with someone else. Stop assuming that I was angry with him. If y ou notice, I don't put that sort of thing on my LJ.

Today I was asking for some advice on my vows, and a friend was giving me ( Read more... )

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Just to let everyone know, I'm ok. I was in the hospital for a day and a half this weekend. I have bronchitis, which coupled with my exhaustion and asthma spelled out trouble. But I'm home and on the path to recovery.

Today crouchback saw me the angriest I've probably ever been since we've been together. I was beyond raising my voice and shouting, I had so much deep seething rage in me. I'm still angry. Grr. I've a feeling I'm going to be angry about this for a while. It makes me very uncharacteristically cranky.