(can you hear the wheels of posting pics (finally) grinding???

Here goes!

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I'm pooped. And have to be up and work tomorrow. No more thinking. And I'm not so doing well at writing my 'deep thoughts' lately anyways....:P

I talk then I music:

Discuss. Listen. Just look.

Fleetwood Mac

I have to work tomorrow. And that sucks and calls for an earlier bedtime than now.

Night. I'm still reading your stuff. I'm a little freaked out by life in general right now. Don't construe my silence as ignore-ness.

Blah/blah.

Fleetwood Mac!

I am just going to talk fluff right now. Because my life SUCKS. And fluff helps ( Read more... )

I'm trying to play Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart "Laudate Dominum Vesperae de Dominica. Sung by Gabrele Fuchs (Soprano). Just in case you can buy/google it.

But I cannot find it (on stupid youtube) Which is not surpirsing. ...... BC we live in a bubble gum world. Gahh.

Nevermind.

I'm in ramble mode ( Read more... )

I am really starting to think that Wiggy did a hack on my journal (based on the fact that I lamented that I wished that I would not stay up all night, rambling on -- ) I'm really thinking he did. We will need to have a talk. While I do wish I wouldn't spill my beans on here, I do. And I have found great satisfaction from it and some very good ( Read more... )

This is about the fifth night that I cannot post my stuff. I just get a "page does not exist" message. I save it, repost it, get pissed off, go to bed. I cannot even respond to posts sometimes. This is odd ( Read more... )

LJ is not working (again) tonight.

Must be the pedophile purge locking up the lines.

Hello? *tap tap*