I cried the truest tears of joy I have ever felt before. I inexplicably began to dance to my favorite song on my iPod. I don't mean just dance, I mean I broke into a dance I don't think I could have pulled off in high school. My soul was liberated, I thought of nothing but the music, I sang out loud as I scooted around my hallway. Over come with ( Read more... )

I wondered if I were weak, inferior in genetic material, insane, homicidal. Then I realized I was neither of these but rather trapped at 10 years old, scared and scarred, who has no idea of what love is or how to accept it ( Read more... )

I had a wonderful weekend with my love. Won big at Keeneland - gotta love the ponies ( Read more... )

Emma was born at 11:22am on Monday, August 10th, 2004 ( Read more... )

the missing dead sea scrolls from the vatican's "stash" may very well be hidden in jack van impe's hair ( Read more... )

I hate this fucking 'community' I live in. Jesus Christ on a Donkey, get laid people and leave me alone. Wankerin' Home Owner's Association. A pox be upon you and yours ( Read more... )

Few people who use the phrase, "mad as a hatter", today realise that there’s a story of human suffering behind it; the term actually derives from an early industrial occupational disease. Felt hats were once very popular in North America and Europe; an example is the top hat. The best sorts were made from beaver fur, but cheaper ones used furs such ( Read more... )

if it is always me, and so they say it is, and so i shall believe, then i am unworthy of all that i have and all that i have lost and all that will never come.

Scribed on headstone in Peterborough Churchyard:

Reader, pass on, nor idly waste your time
In bad biography or bitter rhyme;
For what I am, this cumbrous clay ensures,
And what I was is no affair of yours.

just when you're hangin out with Frank the giant bunny, feelin um a wee bit Darko, a sweet smelling bundle of pinkness appears and now it's Love Actually. Life's funny ( Read more... )