Off the nearly 800 entries in this blog, some ass decided to pick this personal one to make fun of.
Now do you see why I don’t post many personal entries?
Off the nearly 800 entries in this blog, some ass decided to pick this personal one to make fun of.
Now do you see why I don’t post many personal entries?
The military band outside the cathedral has been standing there in the rain, unmoving. The stone walkway is wet, but there are dry spots surrounding each of them where they have been standing so long.
I have been contemplating being an artist. There are plenty of people who say that I am an artist, but I don’t see myself that way — generally speaking, my art is based on making information clearer through [more...]
When walking to the office kitchen today, I saw a little something floating in the air in the big open common space. Upon closer inspection, it was a spider, dangling halfway between ceiling and floor. After [more...]
First. My love life is a mirror of yours. My x and I broke up and made up 3 times before I finally moved away for my sanity’s sake. I would probably still take him back if he showed up on my doorstep even though I know that would be insane. So you see you’re not alone. I figure my obsession with my x is all about fear — fear that I will never land another man like him. Of course my logical self doesn’t want another one like him, but on it goes.
Second. KMAss has his(?) own issues and I hope you won’t let his problems become yours. I appreciate your honesty. I don’t feel so all alone when I can read stuff like yours. Keep it up.