Meeting new people on the job, many of which are excellent, excellent writers who can bring you to your knees with their prose.

Your ability to speak the English language fluently doesn't make you any better as a writer, nor any capable of piecing together what may be considered as a work of creative literature. That is the arena of those who have ( Read more... )

Over the last few summers, I've developed this horrible tradition of losing people. And it's made me all ~angsty~ and ~tortured~ like Peyton Sawyer***. (Just kidding. My angst was mostly pretend and temporary.)


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Woke up to "When Harry Met Sally" playing on Star World yesterday, which I found timely given the recent turn of events. I'm referring, of course, to a friend's newfound mission to act on her long-standing "what if," that is, a friendship she's always wanted to turn into something more ( Read more... )

I've got a LOT of articles left to edit under 12 hours. Booo. Not cursing the raket because extra money is always good (very, very goooood), but I AM cursing myself for putting this off until the last minute (again). In light of this seemingly-desperate situation however, I will Pola my way through it (naks, my name is a verb now. HOHYEAH!) by ( Read more... )

"Then softer than, a piper man -- one day it called to you
And I lost you, to the summer wind"

Last summer I lost my lifeline, and it nearly killed me. This summer, I'm losing two. Here's hoping this doesn't turn into some sick, cosmos-organized tradition to toy with my emotions.

I never realized I was capable of feeling inexplicable and unjustified ( Read more... )

Yesterday didn't really feel like Mother's Day as my mother had her own plans and I had mine. But it was, introspectively, a celebration of my longest-standing relationship ( Read more... )

You get me and the things I say, and it's nice not having to explain myself any further when I mouth off on random things. You seem to really like listening to the babaw crap I tend to talk about each time you catch me inebriated. For some reason, every time we see each other we never have cigarettes AND a lighter -- it's always one or the other, ( Read more... )

Who can say if I've been changed for the better?
But because I knew you --
Because I knew you
I have been changed for good.At the strike of midnight I shed a tear for the year that was (you can't really blame me, I'm PMSing) and raised my glass for the myriad adventures to come in 2009. I haven't felt this hopeful in a long time. It's absolutely ( Read more... )

I'm in the middle of rebuilding my 'library' (a by-product of my newfound free time now that November's over and done with) and I was wondering if anyone has a soft copy of Naya Valdellon's poem, "Ped Xing" with them? I've been googling for the last hour, but I haven't had any luck, and the link on Ail's page is dead. Help, anyone? Tidings of ( Read more... )

The newest Office ep is love. Hey Ail and whoever wants to watch! --> http://www.fanpop.com/spots/the-office/videos/1105769

One of the running themes of said episode was carrying on after a break-up which I found... convenient? Coincidental? The world's way of ( Read more... )