wandering around, lost and feeling separate, but not alone. time and i have an odd relationship. he lets me know that i can’t have as …
hmm.. someone sent me a CardWish… however, i’m having trouble picking it up.. i’m not sure if it’s my system, or their server, but it …
taking stock, reading nothing and everything back, wanting nothing and everything back, everything and nothing haunts me, regret washes over my spine, leaving trails of …
back, alive, ok, overwhelmed, confident, glad it’s over – but sad it’s ended. some details of the last week: http://angelish.diary-x.com/journal.cgi?entry=200112161311 there’s more, but i’ll probably …
hoo boy. what a week… my apologies for the lack of updates, but frankly, i haven’t even checked my email since i last updated here. …
i’m alive.. too much to contemplate to seriously update.. just busy and emotionally & physically exhausted..
you.. you don’t understand how hard this is, because you’re not in here. all you can see, is how much i’m letting you see it’s …
email to send to someone who’s going away for a few days; email to reply to – one that needs something soft and sympathetic; waiting …
note to duck, M, k, and t : this is not to/about any of you.. (i know it may seem like it, but it’s not.. …
i’m downloading The Rolling Stones’ Angie ….. you might say it was a rather odd day.. not really that odd.. it’s just that after yesterday’s …
there’s nothing like falling into a void, trying to catch your breath as you learn to fly… hunt me down, catch me, cage me. we’re …
what are we? how should i approach this relationship? Work for the Welfare of All. With a pure heart, you can carry on any work… …
i don’t know what it means, but the sound of it verbalized flooded my head when i woke up. odd dreams of Christmas killing people. …
saturday night and feeling slightly out of sorts and needing space, time to myself. parents visiting aunt and uncle, princess out at a gallery opening …
actually, not all that lazy.. we had a film crew in at rehearsals today.. we did one of the dances, then the John/Angie fight scene, …
i’ve got a lot to say, but i can’t find the time to say it… i’m tired, i need space, and i’m really fucking busy.. …
wrote this in a note book, Thursday, 29th November, can’t remember the time..
washing the self of tide and time,
wandering listless, naked and profane,
obtuse, acute, resolute, ardent and arduous,
I’m everything and nothing,
part and parcel, and yet, left behind..
beg, borrow, steal,
it’s all the same to me.
I’m everything and nothing to me.
(or, “I couldn’t think of a better title..”) couldn’t sleep last night… if i wasn’t so damn tired i would have gotten up and done …
got the ‘where the hell have you been?’ question, my apologies.. it’s kinda hard to spend time sitting at a computer when you’ve got a …
tangent brain and aching shoulder. nothing sensical to make of the world, no decent train of thought to even find sense if it was there.. …
