eli, the misunderstood cat,
the only one here at decleyre who i really love.
he tells me secrets everytime he looks at me.
he's a wise old wizard.
no one else here really likes him much except me and laura.
he's the orphan, the scapegoat,
if i had a place and a plan, i'd be his person, but i don't...

laura crashed on a bicycle ( Read more... )

last night i had nightmares about work ( Read more... )

i'm reading all these books about how to build a boat for us.
this is difficult,
how can we scavenge enough to build a boat to
live on for a while,
how can we build a good boat, a bicycle powered one,
be river pirates...
i don't know but we will.
and we have exactly 2.5 months to figure it out,
cos that's when we start floatin south.

so i haven't written anything in this journal in over a year ( Read more... )

so i lost the job i was so excited about before i even started ( Read more... )

it's the fifth of may ( Read more... )

so everyone in intensive care is calling my dad the miracle man ( Read more... )

i wish i could've been there last night dancing ( Read more... )

i can't believe i let someone talk me into creating one of these ( Read more... )