Just call me the Helen Keller of emotional intelligence.

May 16, 2005 ( Read more... )

That's not my subject, just the first thing on my mind ( Read more... )

I'm moving to Ashland, OR on 6/04/05.

I feel that either or would do the job. If I were stronger I would take all my trials in stride and just say fuck it to those who didn't get it. If I were weaker, then I'd just become a clone like everyone else in my demographic.

There's my creative mind again... pretending like I have a demographic.

I'm so over my life long creative block.

Mom was taken away in an ambulance today. She may or may not ( we still don't know )have had a heart attack. They'll be keeping her overnight so they can run a treadmill test in the morning. Mom has never stayed overnight in the hospital out side of giving birth. I hope she's ok.

I came to the realization today while I was riding my bike on a poorly lit road with no helmet: I'm not afraid to die. Not in general anyway. I AM afraid to die depressed. I'm sure that there are some in my life that are over hearing the D word from me...the sad part is that depression is as much a part of me as anything else is. I have always on ( Read more... )

I have NOTHING to wear tonight. I feel like everything I have as far as drag is concerned has been done to death. Do I work up some facial hair or put on whore makeup? Should I bind or wear heels? fake eyelashes? packing? do a mix? I have a vauge vision of myself working out some sort of MC from Caberet deal. I think I'll need lot's of eyeliner. ( Read more... )

I can't find my cell phone. I know that sounds really lame but since I'm currently living at my parents my cell phone is one of the only ways that I'm able to maintain autonomy. I normally wouldn't freak out this much but there's an event tonight and there are things I need to do, people I need to see all of which hinges on me being able to contact ( Read more... )