Never gets easier.

Yes, believe it or not, never does get easier with time. I'm considering curling into a ball and crying, but I'm not going to.

Dropped the man off at the airport at 5 am this morning. Now it's just me and the dog at the house, I think we'll throw a wild party. Right. Anyway, walking in, I saw this young girl, maybe 13 dressed in plaid pants and a faux fur leopard print coat. My muddled mind immediately came up with "They're making punk kids younger and younger these days." Then, "What on earth is she doing in a coat in the Gulf of Mexico in August?" Granted, the sun hadn't come up yet, but it was still in the high 70's. Maybe she was going to someplace colder. Or maybe she was actually in pajamas and a bathrobe and I just thought she was in street clothes. 5 in the morning does strange things to you.

I always get lost on the way to and from the airport. Not really lost, mind you, but sort of dreamily, trancelike lost. I know where I'm going, but nothing looks familiar. Sometimes, when I'm on one of the less-frequented roads around here, out where things are a little deserted, I feel like I'm back in Kodiak. Something about the solitude. Yes, I hated the solitude in Kodiak, but that was because it was constant. A little solitude goes a long way. But since I started my day that way, and even though I've napped since then, I still feel a little dreamy and lost.

I wandered around the mall for awhile today, trying to shake the solitude, but even in a crowded place it found me. But I do have 3 new books to show for it: "Smoke and Mirrors," by Neil Gaiman (my absolute favorite author EVAR), "Naked Lunch," by William S. Burriughs (figured it was about time to pick that one up and give it a thorough read), and "Atlas Shrugged," by Ayn Rand. No, I've never read "Atlas Shrugged." 'Bout time for that one, too. First, I have to decide if I want to finish GOF (Harry Potter freak that I am). I'm right in the middle, and even though I've read it a million times I hate to stop right in the middle. But I'm itching for the Gaiman, too. Hmmmmm, decisions, decisions...

Issues? Who has those?

Something about standing naked in the cold rain is cleansing. Don't worry, we have a privacy fence and it was about 3 in the morning.

We had a hurricane scare earlier this week, school closed on Tuesday so I got drunk Monday night. I keep telling myself that the answers to my problems do not float inside a bottle of Southern Comfort, so I went out and tried some absinthe instead. Tastes like bathwater, but I like it. Not enough to pay for a glass all the time, but worth it once. By the way, answers are not found in a glass of that, either. Better to just drink the bathwater, if you're looking for answers.

Just so we all get this straight, I am not an alcoholic. But my therapist is out until next Friday and sometimes I imbibe a bit to relieve stress. You're all just lucky to not have survived a bout of my drunken typing here at the blog. It can be highly entertaing sometimes, or just plain pitiful.

Anyway, where was I? Oh, hurricanes and cleansing. Hmmmm....Totally lost my train of thought. I guess I just wanted to encoourage everyone to go strip down and stand in the rain at 3 am. Privacy fences are good thing to have handy. And a towel. And a fire in the fire pit, too.

Go try. Let me know how it goes.

the little box

Go ahead.


What fun is it if we don't know you always wanted to cookie cutter, dye it pink, and henna "eat me" over your love button?


Search engines are vanilla.


Now let's find you something non-toxic.

Warning - snarky bi+chiness ahead -

For those that may not be aware, the internet holds copious amounts of information.  Everything from aardvarks to zippers, and more.  

If, for instance, one were curious about the intricacies of grooming, utilizing a search engine can lead to results to help you solve the mystery.

Some such search engines include (but are not limited to):

http://www.google.com

http://www.blingo.com

http://www.winzy.com

http://www.yahoo.com

http://www.ask.com

Another oft overlooked feature of many websites is a search feature.  Many sites offer either a text field or a link where a user might enter a keyword or phrase to see if the topic burning in their mind has been discussed previously.

So if you're itching to know the latest in Brazilian Waxes or the use of sex toys during pregnancy, by all means, I encourage you to do a little research.  It'll keep you on your toes.

old mail

I was feeling inspired after looking at old mail and gave us a stamp.

http://www.postalmuseum.si.edu/museum/1d_Earhart_Mail.html

no your right I'm not a rockstar at design; that's Amber thing.

but I could see how people could start collecting.

What do you look at when your on the web just bumming around?

love letters

My favorite author inspires me to write love letters; I'll work on some later.

francesca lia block writes, "an experiment: love poem to each other
please write a short piece for the person above you,or just make them an offering--one word describing something you want to give them. i am curious to see how big a love poem we can create for each other."

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