Recent Entries

• And It Continues.

  May 19, 2011

  They have been here for hours now.  The dynamic has changed. Maybe it's because Law is home. Maybe it's because Phred is here. Maybe it's simply that she is tired now.  But the optimism and cheerfulness has dissipated  She's back to the negativity in which she often resides. But it...

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• Doubt

  January 20, 2011

  I don't know where to go from here.   I know too much to go back.  I know too much of either side.   How can I know which is truth?   If the truth that I thought I had known is a lie then the lie that I thought was not true is now…

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• 09/12/2010

  September 11, 2010

  I hate the way I write. I hate that I cannot use words that I enjoy without sounding like an idiot. I hate that my sentences are mostly all the same length. I hate that I am repetitive. I hate that I cannot get what is in my head on the paper. I hate that…

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• 22/08

  October 21, 2008

   I'm trying to decide if to be honest about yourself is exactly what I thought.  I was pretty sure that to be honest about who you are to everyone---to tell the honest truth---to not be a fake person---you had to tell everyone everything about you.  All your faults and all your pro...

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• 11/25/07

  November 24, 2007

        Someone asked me if I ran this morning.  I didn’t, not in a race anyway.  I’m not exactly an athletic person and pretty much everyone knows it.  But this particular person thought I was someone else.  Further proof that people should ...

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• A lot happens in two months, apparently.

  October 30, 2007

   So platonic was sort of a lie.  Or maybe it wasn't then.  But it most certainly is now. It's better this way.  Except that I'm becoming attached to you.  Addicted almost.  Like I don't feel functional if you're not there.  I'll work on it I guess.  Th...

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• Peanuts

  August 21, 2007

   I feeling slightly strange about this.  Like I should be mortified at myself.  But I'm not.  Which feels wrong, somehow.  Half of me is relieved.  Glad that I'm not munipulating you into caring about me too much.  I'm almost happy that I'm just filler.  No...

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• Christmas?

  June 7, 2007

   I love this kind of music.  It makes me feel like Christmas.  Their voices are like home made hot chocolate with seven melted mini marshmallows inside, sliding down your throat.  Like cinnamon scented pinecones piled inside a wicker basket.  Like snow covered twinkle lig...

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• Maybe I’ll Just Sing About It

  May 27, 2007

  Hey, I just want to sayI'm sorry for the wayI treated you todayHey, I want you to knowI don't want you to goOr sink to a new lowI just don't understandWhy you chose this handOr if it's all a planWill it safely landSo, I sit here and cry for youDeep breath, then a sigh for…

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