I keep forgetting that I have this thing. But here is my update. Such as it is.

The world is going to hell in a handbasket.

Happy early birthday to a sweet young girl from your English 'Uncle'.

Every once in awhile, I'll dust off this journal and reread past entries of my own or sometimes past entries of friends, entries that have spoken to my heart and soul, entries that despite the pain they stir and reawaken, I do not wish to delete. I find myself doing this more and more often and yet until tonight, I had no desire to write in my own ( Read more... )

I was going to post something in order to keep from being removed from the must_be_pop community... only it seems that I've been removed without my knowledge. Actually, I don't see where that should really surprise me as I've not really felt a part of this community for a long time. Yes, that is something of my own making, as I've become a recluse in my own ( Read more... )

It's amazing how much time can pass without one realizing it. One can get used to not posting on a regular basis, one can get used to not checking their friend's journals, and rather quickly, one can forget that the bloody thing exists altogether. It's not so much a choice in the matter, it's just something that seems to happen ( Read more... )

They say when you hit the bottom of the barrel you can only go back up again. It's a pleasant thought, but not necessarily true. You can hit the bottom and decide to stay there, because being at the bottom of the barrel, or bottom of the bottle, is more comfortable and sometimes safer, than working your way out again ( Read more... )

It is hot ( Read more... )

It's been a long time since I've felt the urge to fight, since I've felt that need to release anger, tension, agression. I used to do it every so often, lose myself in the physicalness of throwing a punch and receiving one in return, but it's been a long time since I've needed to do that. There are many reasons for that, none of which I will ( Read more... )

Soemtimes you go through life knowing what you want, sometimes you don't. Sometimes the things that you think you want aren't really the things you need, or vice versa. Sometimes you find someone in your life that is better off a friend than a lover, even if you've always wanted it to be the former ( Read more... )