Without going into too much detail, I can't shake the dreams I'd had over the last few days. Specifically, that they were all set in my grandmother's house - a place that has not existed, to me, in over two decades.

Her house was sold before I turned 18. But I spent a lot of time there, and I remember every inch of it - the weird linen closet where ( Read more... )

I recently declined a (paid) SM-ing gig because it did not fit into my schedule. And, let me tell you, it hurt my heart, because this sounds like a really REALLY fun show, sure to garner local and regional attention ( Read more... )

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I walk by this place on a fairly regular basis. It has changed names fairly often; it's been a brewery, an upscale fancy place, another upscale fancy place, and on and on. Each time, the place has failed. Not for lack of trying, by all means no, but mostly because of it's weird location ( Read more... )

The quote of the day:

My apartment is so small and intimate, there's only space for honesty, and you just don't have room to turn your back on someone.


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The song's just been on my mind for a little while. I know I've posted the lyrics here before, and those who have received CDs from me know the Mary Lou Lord cover ( Read more... )

My douchebag ankle has been a source of stress and frustration and pain and dread. In fact, it's acting in such a douchebag manner that it deserves to be called by a douchebag name. From now on, it's Chaz ( Read more... )

This may be a shock to some of you, but I'm a delicate fuckin' flower up in here. I have so much trouble with medications that it's almost scary.

That is not to say that I haven't had my fair shake with pharmaceuticals, but I know that the first time I take something, I really should have someone monitor me for signs of fucked-up-edness. I still ( Read more... )

Friday night saw an impromptu gathering, under bad circumstances - Drool and Gal came to Boston for the weekend because Drool's aunt passed away. She had been ill for a while, and they kind of knew it was coming. They stayed at Fance and Rude's for the weekend, and we all hung out, grabbed dinner at Rino's in Eastie (If you haven't been there, it's ( Read more... )

Yeah. Heard this last night in my "Talented Bitches" playlist. Bawled. Put it on repeat. I really love Paula Cole's voice in this song, the structure of the music is deceptively complex, and the content is heartbreaking.

She's one talented bitch.
( she looks like me but a bit prettier )