January 2009
5 posts
Madagascar hissing cockroaches
Dude that little guy was insane! I swear he was flinging himself through the air just to eat off my face! It’s like how cats always go for the cat-haters in the room! He didn’t want anything from me, except to lodge his carapice in my trachea! Yarg!
Principles
It’s nice to settle back into something greater than myself and try to allow it to carry me forward. Really a bit terrifying, too, of course. Like perpetually riding on a ski-lift and looking down the whole while.
On the other hand, if I’m going to go with that metaphor I should probably say something like looking at the beautiful vistas and thinking of the slope ahead. Which is...
Dear diary,
ENORMOUS UNREQUITED CRUSH HALP MY LIFE IS SO HARD
Sincerely,
Me
Internal locus of control
The key is to remember how hard I fought to get here, you know? When you’re living your dream, it’s easy to forget that’s what you’re doing after a while, and if you’re like me, you revert back to whiny bitch.
(Whiny bitch being a my natural state of being, if you can’t tell from previous posting.)
Anyway, so there you are. Instead of, “Oh man, I have...
And sublimed
So I started a blog one evening, named it Decanted, and then the next morning spent some time decanting while wearing enormous sweaty goggles. It was meant to be!