have flown the coop.
http://dustspeckangels.wordpress.com
relinks would be appreciated!
Saturday, August 02, 2008
nobody understands me,
i'm going to go throw a tantrum and eat worms.
and i think i've bared more soul just then that i ever need to in this whole lifetime.
i need anintellectual sparring partner, but it appears no one can take this level of psychedelic mess.
i'm going to go throw a tantrum and eat worms.
and i think i've bared more soul just then that i ever need to in this whole lifetime.
i need an
Friday, August 01, 2008
you pull away from the damningly predictable and throw yourself into the safely open-ended.
but life is fluid and souls can drown.
and all you know is descent, descent, descent.
but motion is relative and when there's nothing to hold onto,
you just are and you aren't and it doesn't matter.
and it's a quiet place to be.
and your wireless connection is as flighty as your thoughts and things must be done!
oy vay.
but life is fluid and souls can drown.
and all you know is descent, descent, descent.
but motion is relative and when there's nothing to hold onto,
you just are and you aren't and it doesn't matter.
and it's a quiet place to be.
and your wireless connection is as flighty as your thoughts and things must be done!
oy vay.
Saturday, July 12, 2008
Am not really supposed to be blogging, but then again, am I ever?
Life's changed quite a bit in the past few days.
I feel rather strange.
Results, for one. Definitely not good, but then again, not alarmingly bad either. Have to work.
(and for certain subjects, have to START to work)
I have a dog. Don't ask me why, I don't know. But I have a dog. She's a year old Siberian Husky, can't get a clear photo to put up because she's so darned hyper and keeps moving. Doesn't bark, just whimpers in a way that breaks your heart. She's beautiful, really, in a baby wolf kind of way. Wouldn't have imagined I would have her a week ago.
And, apparently, I have fencing captaincy, God save us all. Pray for me, all of you.
But the Lord's strength is made perfect in weakness, and I think I fit that category to a T.
Have a nice week, y'all.
Life's changed quite a bit in the past few days.
I feel rather strange.
Results, for one. Definitely not good, but then again, not alarmingly bad either. Have to work.
(and for certain subjects, have to START to work)
I have a dog. Don't ask me why, I don't know. But I have a dog. She's a year old Siberian Husky, can't get a clear photo to put up because she's so darned hyper and keeps moving. Doesn't bark, just whimpers in a way that breaks your heart. She's beautiful, really, in a baby wolf kind of way. Wouldn't have imagined I would have her a week ago.
And, apparently, I have fencing captaincy, God save us all. Pray for me, all of you.
But the Lord's strength is made perfect in weakness, and I think I fit that category to a T.
Have a nice week, y'all.
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