Nov. 14th, 2005

wolven7: (Emotion-Intensified)
Deadsy - [Future Years]--- [livejournal.com profile] mech_angel's evening: Vortex, with [livejournal.com profile] damnedsaint, [livejournal.com profile] scamort, [livejournal.com profile] beard, Bob, and Kelly, with [livejournal.com profile] mr_hinzelmann and Christine showing up later. Dinner, drinks, present, people, music, fun. For those who did not know, I'm sorry, it was kind of hastily decided upon.

[livejournal.com profile] reannaremick: you are very sweet. Thank you.

Earlier, [livejournal.com profile] mr_hinzelmann drove me around the city, to obtain [livejournal.com profile] mech_angel's presents, and Christine helped me decide upon flowers, and arranged them for me, at her job. Thank you both, very much.

Now, there is sleep, as I work, in the morning. Dream Well
wolven7: (Emotion-Intensified)
Blondie - [Sunday Girl]--- Found by [livejournal.com profile] mendori: Books Bound In Human Skin.

I'm trying to write about four pages a night. Still uncomfortable. Seriously questioning my life choices. Looking at the things that led me here, the choices i've made, and wondering why, who helped me, how much weight was placed on factors having little to do with my actual ability. And above all I'm questioning that I'm questioning it, instead of simply putting this bullshit aside, and doing what needs to be done.

Carmina Burana - [Omnia Sol Temperat]--- I've been walking down streets, again, trying to find the alley entrance, the one that leads me home, to the gate and the carved door. The anteroom entrance, and the fire-side wait. Nothing, anymore, unfortunately, and I don't recognise the smells of this place, on the whole. So rarely, now, something from memory wafts through, calls up a place and time, and grouping of grounds. (God Lives Underwater - [Rearrange]). I wait for the sign, again, the thing that clicks and kindles, in the fires. They're going to go cold, if I don't find the fuel, again, and I've searched every dark corner of this forest, with no success. Everytime i look outside, I see back and faces turned in, everyone lost, or not lost so much as finding. No guides.

I need to get home. Soon.


Well that was shit. Time to kill more time, before it's time to write.

I will see you all later.

{8.00pm: MDFMK - [Missing Time]--- [livejournal.com profile] comorbid sums up a bunch of my feelings on The Boondocks.

Well said, my bruvvah. Well Said.}

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