seeking peace…
i would post an entry to angelish.d-x, but i can’t get a moment to myself to think about writing something at least half decent. sigh …
Category: Dislocate
1. To put out of usual or proper place, position, or relationship.
2. To displace (a body part), especially to displace a bone from its normal position.
3. To throw into confusion or disorder; disrupt: a continuing drought that dislocated the state’s economy.
Dislocate was held at Livejournal, and ran from approx 2001 to 2010 (though it got very sparse from about 2006 onwards). It was designed to cover random musings, tangent thoughts, curious/interesting finds on the internet, quotes, things that don’t fit anywhere else.
stuff it.
i’m in a “don’t you dare get in my way” kind of mood, and there are people that seem intent on getting in my way. …
“total groovy chic”……?? GFY.
so many things i could whinge, whine, bitch and moan about from last night’s series of phone calls.. but i can’t be bothered. i’d just …
a few moments..
a wondering.. a brief conversation: “i’m getting old.. my mother’s been putting on the pressure to settle down and have kids..” “yea… tell me about …
RE: “its a well hidden angie-sekret..”
btw.. that gauntlet you threw down..? it hasn’t gone unnoticed…. i’ll get around to meeting the challenge, oh current leader.. >:D
blug….
i’m insanely tired.. i’ll have to finish cleaning the kitchen and my bedroom in the morning, ’cause frankly, i can’t be fucked doing it now. …
*warm fuzzy feelings for all*
i’m in a reflective mood.. that’s probably evident in the entry that i just posted to angelish.. considering my recent mood swings (anxiety and temper …
*delete delete delete*
it feels good.. clearing some clutter that i know i’ll never look at again.. removing people i never talk to from contact lists.. emails i …
uhh..
hoo-boy.. talk about a fucked up bizarre dream. something about a web programming class; a grungy department store; a guy i went through high school …
woah..
just posted to angelish.d-x. i’m in shock.. i have no idea where that entry came from, it just flooded out.. from.. somewhere. i guess it’s …
babble babble..
i’m sore. in the oddest of places.. the culprit is a pilates class, and now i’m aching (as i should be) down the outside of …
if only my life were in code..
hmm… its getting there.. i’ve nearly finished the overhaul for angelish.. that’s only the diary, mind you. i haven’t applied it to the angelish.9ug site …
*yawn*
woo.. i must have been damn tired this morning.. (ahem.. ms. perfectionist just corrected the typos in this morning’s entry..) i think i’ll probably sleep …
fun-filled action packed day
erg.. went to bed at 1, had a dream that woke me up at 3.. and off i go again for another fun-filled action packed …
tired and babbling..
wow.. i’m damn tired.. but if i have a nap, i know i won’t sleep well tonight.. and i have to get up early again …
this rock.
I hate this rock too.. I’m as bad as any other fucker on it though. at least i have vodka..
Mornin’..
i know, know.. i haven’t been writing much lately.. all my energy has been going into music, and worrying (whee).. have to nick out and …