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D'Herbe a Chats
I was under the impression my cat was not affected by catnip. I was sorely mistaken. It's been fifteen minutes now, and the little beastie is still under the influence. She's zipping all over the place, attacking random objects, and yowling at me. All because of one little mouse toy. Any time now.. Any time now she'll just plop down with that self- ( Read more... ) -
Impressions
There's a bow drawn so taunt the string is about to snap. Or perhaps the bow itself will crack in half. Either way, some thing's coming. I can feel it building. I'm not sure if it's something from without, or a force inside of me, but I get the impression that it's almost here ( Read more... ) -
Tommy's Tarot
Yes, I promised to do this tarot like a month ago. I've been very bad and need a spanking. coughs Or other some such form of punishment.
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I have returned
All right, so now that the chaotic holiday season is winding up, I have more time to devote to LJ'ing. So I look forward to reading all the lovely posts you people have written over the ...blushes, grins sheepishly weeks that I've been naughty and away ( Read more... ) -
Guilty
I've been neglecting my journal and friend journals lately. I know. It's bad. But, I don't have much time right now. So I promise to catch up on stuff after the holidays. :D
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Saturday
I want to take all my feelings of jealousy, bitterness, loss and longing and stuff them into a bottle. I'd cork that bottle, get to the sea and throw it away. I don't care if the bottle breaks on the rocks of some distant shore, as long as it is very far from me. I just don't want those feelings inside anymore. I want them gone, far away. I'm sick ( Read more... ) -
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Another Tarot
I have so much to write, but the time seems to slip by without my noticing. Sometimes I just want to grab hold of the world and make it stop spinning. Just for a minute. But I know if I did that, people all over would fall down - the earth would be still beneath their feet and they wouldn't know to stop ( Read more... ) -
Mmm
December, you snuck up on me.
Crept through my backyard like a stray cat, silent and gray.
Not a single yowl of warning.
No merow of mourning for November's stolen summer days.
Now the grass is coated with your hoary carpet, and angels' dandruff litters the sky.
I thought a few plants might survive the chill caress of your first frost.
I was ( Read more... )