Joy Unconfined

What counts today? These online tests and assessments that pass the time and make me feel better about myself. Things that inflate my ego, that cause me to indulge in a more positive self-image… things like this: Even if we all know they’re skewed to be more positive… I like them that way. It makes [...]

How well do you know me? Do you know me at all? Give it a shot. Try your hand at Joy trivia!

I do not get enough sleep. Stolen from Mia’s MySpace blog. Because she is cool, and I have a platonic hetero crush on her. 1. You can press a button that will make any one person explode. Who would you blow up? Hmmm… tempting…. but no. 2. You can flip a switch that will wipe [...]

And EVERYbody has to join! Pleeeease? It’s that thing over there on the sidebar, underneath “What are you doing now?” You join, and you make friends and whatnot, and then, when you tell it what you’re doing right now, the comment will show up in my sidebar… and yours, if you decide to put one [...]

and just couldn’t? It’s in there… the eyes blur with tears… but nothing comes of it? I want to cry. I need to cry. I really do FEEL like crying… I need to have this release. There are things of which I MUST let go… But I just cannot. It’s like that hellish thing some [...]

I’m lustful, violent, and treacherous. Tell me something I DON’T know. At least I’ll be whirling around in the company of some historically hot babes… The Dante’s Inferno Test has banished you to the Second Level of Hell! Second Level of Hell You have come to a place mute of all light, where the wind [...]

Why do these? To pass the empty moments. 1. My ‘ex’ is still…. one of the most important people in my life. 2. I am listening to…. the voices in my head. 3. Maybe I should…. stop listening to them? They’re what got me in this mess in the first place. 4. I love… when [...]

Words strung together. Words that open new worlds. Words that close the old. Words that give voice to the yearnings, the agonies, the joys within. Words that explain. Words that teach. Words that make one think. Words that make one find one’s own words… Words count. What is said counts. What is written counts. Words [...]

“I kept clear of Red Stone Valley. The man there behaved as if he had a claim on me, a right to me. I liked him still, but I did not like that smell of magic about him, his imagination of power over me.” “Listen! Avoid magic! Be aware!” … Solitude, Ursula K. Le Guin [...]

This irritates the crap out of me. WHY are the courts wasting time on dying people just trying to survive? And what ever happened to the federal government not meddling in the affairs of the states? It disturbs me to think of how much time and money have been wasted on this question.