Joy Unconfined

Especially that worldwide nullification part… Get Your Cyborg Name

I am slightly uncomfortable with these. What an odd thing. Get Your Sexy Name Get Your Sexy Name

WHAT have I gotten myself into? Last night, did a gig for a private birthday party an hour away. It was fun, but a really long drive. At least I got paid and I’ve got something to show for it. Then I went to see Lydia dance at Ghaleb’s, and that was fun… as well [...]

… are words that make you go “hmmmmm”. Quotes, proverbs, those little slips of paper in fortune cookies, Grandma’s goodadvice… they come in all sorts of packages. “Never date a man you wouldn’t consider marrying.” – I ignored Gran when she said this one, many years ago. Now? Now I realize JUST how profound that [...]

Because, you see, I’m in a class with 4 brainy guys. We had a sub teacher with no lesson plan. The challenge: 10 pennies in a triangle, move three pennies to make the apex point in the opposite direction. We stand for 5 – 10 minutes staring at pennies on the desk. And WHO figured [...]

No joke. Think about it, they got rid of the Blue Screen of Death, right? Now it’s black. The Black Death. The plague. A sign of the apocalypse.

It’s that time again. I know because I found myself in a few stores yesterday and today. The podling left this morning for her sixth grade camp excursion, and I had to pick up some wrapping paper. Her birthday is Thursday. She’ll turn twelve at camp, and I wanted to send a little present along [...]

What counts today: Friends. People who care, even when up against protest. People who ignore that stoic exterior and dive in to help clean out the wound, apply a little emotional first aid. They come in all sorts of ways. Some slide in unnoticed and heal with their innocuous chatter. Some come storming in, guns [...]

And she’s going to spend all afternoon and ALL night with me! And I am going to get fucking SMASHED. Yes I am. For the first time in my life. Because I need some sort of outlet for all the crap that is roiling around inside of me, and has been for the past month. [...]

Indulging in a little margarita action over the weekend certainly made it a LOT easier to sleep… And if I had anything worthwhile in the house, I’d be doing it again. I rather liked getting fuzzy and sleepy, and just drifting off without my mind racing in 400 different directions about the good, the bad, [...]