here is the last thing i put out into the world:

script mall

it's hecka long and good n' weird. i like it, you might not.

"...the fake nails make it hard to type. it's a wet windy night that's coming in through the open window ( Read more... )

i am 28 this morning - and it's a perfect sloshy rainy day. carlo is getting up, wandering nude from the bed into the living room. instead of reminding him that the curtains are not up, i'm typing a little lj entry ( Read more... )

hello to all my lost loves.
we've made it through another winter

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i just must.

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i am in ottawa right now, sitting out on my mother's front porch in a silk dress, drinking water out of an old jelly jar. post easter brunch with the family, i am overfed, wired on hotel coffee, and i think i can hear my mom pulling into the driveway just now ( Read more... )

i'm in ottawa, visiting my father. i'm not sure how much time i have for seeing people, i'm a bit of a mess these days, i will admit ( Read more... )

zero degrees today, and i walked around in sneakers that just about qualify as socks for all the sloppy formlessness of them and doubtful sole protection they offer. i've never been one to miss the day. the sun sucks, friends, and not just because of my gothical inclinations. i have migraines and, for me, sunlight is nearly impossible to see in. i ( Read more... )