Last Monday makes me another year older. Woohoo, I guess. 22 isn't a terribly exciting year, except that I get to watch all my old classmates graduate and remember that I was supposed to be among them. Ah, well. Means there's only one year to 23, which is a nice number to look forward to.

The real topic here is a strange healing.

( Of Emotional Scars )

More dream! :D ( Read more... )

Had a dream last night that really stood out to me, and I've basically been waiting all day to write about it somewhere. Well. Type about it. Am slightly frustrated, because it took place in a sprawling schoolish setting that I know I've dreamed about before and written about it, but I can't remember any of the details, and it's looking like I may' ( Read more... )

Blargh. ( Life update, for those of you not in the know. )

Hullo, internets! Tonight, I am drunk. I feel it is an important life experience to send a drunk message to the sober world, and since I am not drunk enough to think calling exes at midnight is a good idea, I have decided instead to inflict upon you drunken LJing. All cower in awe of my typing skills, even under the influence of delicious whiskey ( Read more... )

Argh. Finally got a call-back for a job I applied for a while ago. Thing is, when I filled out the app, I still had a car. Now, I'm looking at my typical work schedule, and my class schedule, and... there's no way I could fit in reasonable shifts in between them. Not without cutting too much out of Potbelly. It just takes too damn long to get ( Read more... )

Last night I dreamed I was on a giant parade float. The float was powered by an enormous soul-eating gun. I learned that the dream distinguished two different kinds of souls- one was a basic life force which all living things had, but the other was a more traditional sort of soul, full of personality and such, and without which one became like a ( Read more... )

So recently I managed to get into an old Yahoo email address I created a while ago. Said email address was created for the sole purpose of indulging guilty pleasures, and possibly to infiltrate the furry fandom to make fat stacks of cash selling shitty artwork. I open it up, to discover ( Read more... )

Tonight was supposed to be the night I got my hormone prescription. I've already been postponed twice, due to the fact that the TG clinic is open once a month and is always horribly overbooked. The actual blood draw was in March. I've been waiting four months just to get the results and to get a prescription. I got a phone call on Friday from the ( Read more... )

Okay, d'you know why I love fandom ( Read more... )