want it!

A really cool enlarging timer, or maybe it's baby brother.


If there is someone on your friends list you would love to have an epic, sweaty, damn near legendary, 12 hour fuckathon with, post this same exact sentence in your journal. --freebirdpat

free from it!

amul's LJ stalker is !

is stalking you because they think you are rich and they want your blingbling. They are also mentally deranged!

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Ah, well, that's a relief then.

princessmatilda's LJ stalker is deathofsadness!

deathofsadness is stalking you because another friend of yours told them you liked them. They are also stalking you in real life. Look out!

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Bwahhaahahahahaha!

This obsession with pursuing my muse is beginning to have some pleasant effects. Mneme has visited me nearly every night, and bestows her blessings upon me with such fervor that I can only assume I'm dreaming. Need to start spending more time in the darkroom while she still holds me in good grace.

I've decided to apply for some stuff I've seen in the Call For Artists section of the City Paper. This isn't marking any kind of particular change in my decision to move to Chicago, but I figure if the city really is trying to keep me here, I may as well take advantage of the pampering.

Roo had some kind of injury and had to cancel. I took the opportunity of her call to mention some things that'd been on my mind all week -- things I'd planned on oh-so-casually discussing over dinner. She's still so timid around me, so fearful of my displeasure. I realize a large part of that is just who she is, and simply the way a girl like Roo reacts to someone as forceful and loud and arrogant as I am......but it still hurts, having to constantly wonder if she's willingly giving me the time she does.

Unavailable For Coffee apparently hooked up with someone over her weekend. This frees me up to pursue some other novel potential. I finally feel like I'm beginning to enjoy being single. Meeting folks and learning to interface with new people. It's not that My Ex ever prevented me from going out, but the pain we were causing each other often drained me too much to even consider going out, and neither of us, I think, appreciated the opportunity for time together when I'd stay home. In a torrent of venom some time ago, My Ex told me that she was also more social away from me. She meant it to hurt me, but honestly, it made my heart sing. It made me feel like I made the right choice.

I hope no one finds that offensive.

Heading out to Milwaukee tomorrow. Need to make a mix CD, find someone to eat dinner with, pack for the trip, and go dancing at 80s night before that happens. Better get started.