Snow top mountains, green grass below. I miss Ireland, though I've never been there. Mountain goats - sheep - jumping from one rocky ledge to the next. Blue skies, lumpy clouds - flat at the bottom and puffed on top - Why is that? I've always ahd a thing for cirrus clouds, wispy thin blankets of cotton hovering between earth and the burning embers ( Read more... )

A roommate and me were kickin it last night, talkin from about 10 till midnight. We started fantasizing about roadtrips. Wanting to go to the beach, either northern or sourthern Cali, maybe Vegas. I remembered that there was a town close by in NV where we could go gamble. We should go sometime. We could go now. Wanna go? Fuk it, let's do it. About ( Read more... )

I was just re-membering something. I learned a long time ago that you cannot change something about yourself until you first except the way things are. I have finally, after years and years, tens of years really, of loathing myself - have learned to except myself. I am perfectly content walking around looking like a raging dyke or simply just your ( Read more... )