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Non-Sensei: December 2003
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Conversations with the myriad small creatures trying to tie me to the ground. Tuesday, December 30, 2003. Tanked vs full filled. As I go into the last day of 2003, many thoughts running thru my head. Abt my last New Years eve, in a club in Piccadilly Circus.all I've done this year.my life, and all the rest of it. And I come to the most important and significant question of all - how hung over will I be on 1st? I cld get tanked, but will that bring me fulfillment? What is the equation? But not a word I he...
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Non-Sensei: September 2004
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Conversations with the myriad small creatures trying to tie me to the ground. Thursday, September 23, 2004. Sheets of blank paper. Sheets of empty canvas. Sheets of unfilled tablature lines. These sheets are yours. Fill them, for they are me. Spouted by Non-Sensei at 9/23/2004 11:01:00 PM. Tuesday, September 21, 2004. What’s with computer repair technicians and their incessant mouse-clicking? It was driving me nuts! Why click-and-drag to highlight words you are reading on an instructions page? It doesn't...
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RazorBlade Dreams: 55
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At the edge of darkness, are found slivers of serene happiness. Monday, September 08, 2008. Everyone I have come to know and love is transitioning, to new loves and new lives. I am the fool relentlessly moving on with my own life, clinging to fragile expectations of constancy in bonds that thin a little more with each passing day. Everything fades, and everything dies. Not so soon, hopes this fool. Etched, by Arcane. Ur beginning to sound vaguely normal. sumthing has gotto be wrong.wossup AC?
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RazorBlade Dreams: For The Fallen
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At the edge of darkness, are found slivers of serene happiness. Thursday, October 23, 2008. With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children,. England mourns for her dead across the sea. Flesh of her flesh they were, spirit of her spirit,. Fallen in the cause of the free. Solemn the drums thrill; Death august and royal. Sings sorrow up into immortal spheres,. There is music in the midst of desolation. And a glory that shines upon our tears. They went with songs to the battle, they were young,. 21 Octob...
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Damn the weather | Notes on everything
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March 25, 2007 at 12:16 pm Posted in Toronto. Well, Niagara falls didn’t happen. Feel miserable. Thanks to the dumb (but rather hot) receptionist here, I got a bus to the wrong station! Where I found out that I had to get to the other side of town to where all buses to Niagara leave! 5 Comments ». Feed for comments on this post. Will be following your journey here. I am sure going to miss all our fun conversations now that you are on that weeeeiiird time zone! 8212; March 26, 2007 #. Ps – wtf? Address ne...
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the blue page: August 2008
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Tuesday, August 5, 2008. All the worst advice in the world. And would i consider this? How much of what i said was the truth? Not the truth as i see it; it was all that -. But the truth as it is. the truth alone by itself entirely. if i were to remove it from all the conversations i've had with all the people i've had them with, what would remain that was true? Was it always this complicated? This word, i roll it around in my head, and taste the shape of it, and i wonder - is that true? I fear i try to d...
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the blue page: April 2010
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Thursday, April 15, 2010. It amazes me how much more together i am than i thought i would be. it is all because of the cat. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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the blue page: May 2008
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Friday, May 30, 2008. The folder on the desktop. It says "boys for t", and i can't remember if i named it that or someone else did. surely it is the sort of thing i would remember? And i regret that everyone knows everyone knows everyone knows. It's not a pure saying, but it's true). Oh, woe. in a year i will be settled with a husband and a house and all my regrets. what will you have? Monday, May 26, 2008. It is yours, hurrah! Thursday, May 22, 2008. 12:52 AM, Fri, Dec 14, 2007. When does it end? I meet...