It's very common for me to have no recollection of going to sleep. That happens much more often than not, and it hardly bothers me at all ( Read more... )

Today I opened my eyes and shut my mouth. Just for a minute. But it was a good, solid minute that seemed to stretch, bend, twist and mold itself to the changing mood ( Read more... )

So today is National Coming Out Day. We here at Santa Cruz are celebrating it through a number of different events, including the "Rainbow Cafe," in which the Gay-Straight Alliance offers everyone a chance to come together and share mutual tolerance in a cute, little cafe setting. I had originally meant to attend, however, I managed to royally ( Read more... )

{Brought on by the inability to actually write...and hunger, methinks. Writer's block...odd inspiration ( Read more... )

Oh my beautiful Elliot ( Read more... )

Not in that traditional, I'm mentally or physically exhausted kind of way. It's more along the lines of how emotionally tired I am. I'm trying so deperately hard to get past that apathy I trained myself into for so many years. Why, why did I do that to myself? Why did I do that to the people I cared about? Because they would hurt me? Because ( Read more... )

Since I've posted anything, anywhere...either on Myspace (which I hate) or on livejournal, (which I hate, but just a little less than the latter). I suppose it's time that I actually say something somewhere, and here will do just fine, as I have fewer friends here, and a less irritating atmosphere ( Read more... )

Ok. So I wasn't entirely honest with you a couple of years ago when I told you I had a neutral mole removed from my breast ( Read more... )

Alright. So here was my Easter ( Read more... )

When you can ask her to spend twenty minutes helping you tape up your breast so you can take a shower. Thank you Hannah.

That is all.

P.S. No it's not...I got into Santa CRUZ! Yay!!! ::dancemagicdance::