Well, happy birthday livejournal. You are ten years old. I have been writing in you for ... over 8 years now. Damn. That is a long ass time! I feel like you are a child of mine ( Read more... )

I am sad again ( Read more... )

My place is a mess right now. For some reason that is really liberating. It disturbs all of that rigid order I have stepped into. Clean up time will commence soon, though. It isn't that liberating. It's just a nice reminder of the good times this weekend, sipping a beer while applying make up. Clothes drunkenly stripped off and tossed ( Read more... )

I feel like there is a stigma to keeping a journal, especially when someone calls it a "diary". Stigmas have never really bothered me, (as I have taken on many, undeservedly), but just that there is a misunderstanding of what "journaling" actually is, and that causes me some unease ( Read more... )

Everyone gets a broken heart. And I am sure every one who has experienced heartbreak thinks that theirs is the worst. It is. Only you can live inside of you, and feel the unrelenting feel of a broken heart ( Read more... )

I have made it a habit in this last year of only writing when I am sad. Which prior to a few weeks ago was more often than not. Now things have come 180 degrees ( Read more... )

I, am the lousy, stupid renter of two apartments. Why? Cause, as with guys, I love to double book ( Read more... )

Not my library books. Damn, I don't even have a library card ( Read more... )

AIM IM with JP500fr ( Read more... )

Well ( Read more... )