Californication One – Photo Essay
My love it holds no bounds. Take me to the edge of Western civilization and leave me there. I’ll be just fine.
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New Plan
Dark Side Doodles. They seem to be my favourite. So. I guess I’ll go with that for a while and see where it gets me.
Calm Down, Crazy Lady.
It’s been over two weeks since ‘the chain mail incident’. I lost my shit last week. I was convinced I’d never be able to work again. I couldn’t cut my nails or lift a fork properly let alone type on a computer all day or […]
Well, Fuck: Plan B It Is. (Working title)
Repetitive Strain Injury, Compound Trauma Disorder, Tenosynovitis, De Quervain’s, Rheumatoid Arthritis. All terms I’ve been reading about for around a week and a half now because I finally let my ‘uber-focus’ tendencies get the better of me in an extreme chain mailing incident. With nary […]
Happy New Year
It’s officially Winter and as much as I know I must embrace the seasons for what they are… I’m ready for spring now. If only so our roof can be fixed before the rain starts. As we discovered the first week of Winter, there’s a […]
Nothing Mode
After all of the brouhaha in the air over the elections last week I’m having a hard time figuring out what to focus on next. One of the little voices in my head say concentrate on making a steady income. Another one says NO!! Feed […]
Time Moves On
thinking. thinking. paragraph at a time. horrors pledged but not resigned promises changing overnight damn those bastards / let’s not fight hate the left!/bless the right! making me sick, the clock still… ticks… ticks… ticks…
The Morning After The Day The World Shook
Should I have spelled that mourning? It’s November 10, 2016. Yesterday I woke up to the news that the next President of the USA is Donald Trump. I understood that this was always a possibility, but to actually see that line tip over the 270 […]
Write Now!
I cannot read this enough. Putting it here for safe keeping, for the days I questions everything I want to do and put out there. Why wouldn’t I?! Whats the point of keeping all this shit in my head if only to talk to myself […]
