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JD

It never ceases to amaze me how this simplest of activities manages to get lost in the shuffle. For as often as I think about journaling there's absolutely no excuse for not finding the time. I still regard this ridiculously placebo-esque attempt at self-therapy as a healthy and helpful habit, but simply can't seem to make one of it ( Read more... )

Percieved intelligence requires nothing more than taking credit for other people's ideas.

Music: World on Fire - Sara McLachlan ( Read more... )

Where are all the decent men in Dallas, and whats the secret to landing one ( Read more... )

THE QUESTIONS ( Read more... )

I find myself unable to explain my complete lack of ability to commit. It wasnt very long ago that I decided that this journal would be a healty outlet for me, and that to that end I would faithfully pour all my feelings into it on a very regular basis. I havent been so faithful lately. Now I come back to it, lost...with a slew of excuses like I'm ( Read more... )

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I have so many things I want to write about, my only recourse is to make a list of everything as it runs through my head, this should be fun ( Read more... )

The ghost of christmas future paid me a visit this year. I saw visions of my future self....a lonely old spinster fag with no friends, no life to speak of (aside from my 40 cats), and ousted by my family of homophobic hicks. Unpleasantness extraordinaire, mostly because spinster does NOT look good on me! Suffice it to say, a depression has come ( Read more... )