Today, I stumbled across something I shouldn't have seen. If I were the person I believe myself to be, I would have turned around and resisted temptation. But I am the curious sort, more than I am good or honest or true. So I saw ( Read more... )

A couple of days ago, my mother called and, as usual, we could not make it through more than a few minutes of conversation before we managed to rehash, almost word for word, the same argument we've been having for an entire year now. I know that's mostly my fault - I can't let any seemingly small statement go by without jumping on it, without ( Read more... )

Because it's summer, maybe, or because I'm back to spending some much-needed time alone, or because I miss the however small and fleeting sense of community I once got here, or maybe because I just really miss it all - I think I'd like to start writing here again ( Read more... )

One of the hardest things to do is to toss out something that contains a memory. Even if the memory isn't powerful or meaningful, the knowledge that I will stop remembering it when the object it is associated with is tossed away always makes it a touch too difficult to do ( Read more... )

In case anyone is interested, I started a new blog. I realize that the days of publicly airing my personal thoughts about the meaning of life are probably drawing to a close. That was really the teenage me, and sometimes I miss that but usually I don't. I'll probably still post here about once a year when I'm having one of those days when the rain ( Read more... )

I know no one reads my LJ anymore (a pretty direct consequence of not writing anymore), but if anyone does see this: does anyone out there know someone who met his/her S.O. through online gaming? Or anyone who has a strong opinion on the subject? I'm writing an article and need to interview as many people as I can find, so any suggestions will be ( Read more... )

I don't care that he looks like an old man. I don't care that until I just Wikipedia'd him to check, I thought he was an old man (though I do feel better now.) There's something painfully sexy about the way Sam Beam sings "We were born to fuck each other one way or another" in the live version of "Evening on the Ground (Lilith's Song)". That is all

I went on a bike ride today for half an hour and saw a firefly and it made me feel good. I ate a bunch of Chinese food for dinner and it made me feel less good ( Read more... )

Something feels off. Maybe it's just the mood I'm in, or maybe it's everything but I keep busy enough not to notice. All I know is that, right now, I am weighed down by the belief that there's something I'm supposed to be doing, or could be doing, and I'm not. I try to figure out whether or not I'm happy, but I'm also beginning to believe that ( Read more... )

Andrea, I blame you ( Read more... )