I just went through and hid a lot of my older entries. Don't worry, you're not missing much. I just figured nobody looks at them anyway, may as well be private.

well.
If you have to ask, maybe you'll never know.
but
I plan on writing haiku in Quenya, that's why.

alright. hehe, I've been studying Quenya again. If you don't know what that is, try google.....the nutshell version is that it's one of Tolkein's invented elvish languages, and it's wonderful. I should like to learn Sindarin as well, but I'll start with Quenya, since there seem to be more materials around. I've printed up ~500+pages of info ( Read more... )

I recently wrote someone an e-mail about my experience in dance at SLC where I went to college. How is it that I am so unsupportive of my own dreams? how is it that I loose track of where I'm going?

looking back over my life, I'm really surprised at how successfully I've managed to succumb to a deadening of the creative drive, how successfully I've fallen prey to a sort of spiritual despair ( Read more... )

I like unfinished things, half thought half done, not fully realized to the normalized pattern, the organic way they come out of you and not the accepted cookie cutter way, pick up and leave off, what else,
I love broken things.
imperfect things
unfinished things

incorrect, evolving, mutating, dreaming things

we have a phone but no dsl for ten days. Damn, dial-up is slower than I remembered ( Read more... )

I never liked holidays.
full of falseness and materialism.
waste of a good day off.

On grammer ( Read more... )

yay samba party tomorrow.