How busy is the girl? |
Sometimes I think if I close my eyes really tight that I'll be transported to some mountain where the only thing I'll be able to hear will be the echo of my breath across a cavern or something. Inste... Posted by The girl with the most face. on Thu, 08 Feb 2007 08:04:00 PST |
Death. In circles. |
My Grand-Ma, my Mimi, died a few days ago, after a long fight with Alzheimer's Disease.I don't know if I'm going back to NY for the funeral. I don't know if I can afford it. I'd held a funeral in my... Posted by The girl with the most face. on Sat, 20 Jan 2007 08:48:00 PST |
Leaving NY. |
I'm leaving NY on Friday so any interactions with other people will have to be put on hold until May. I know this is a long time. I know that all of you are crying tears of sadness at the realizatio... Posted by The girl with the most face. on Wed, 03 Jan 2007 12:12:00 PST |
Words to define 2006 |
2006 taught me a lot about myself, other people and the world around me. It taught me about control and forgiveness. I learned the true meaning of independence and loneliness. I real... Posted by The girl with the most face. on Mon, 01 Jan 2007 10:07:00 PST |
So, just for the record. |
I'm a total idiot and over think everything and send e-mails I probably shouldn't send.
My resolution for next year:
Take a fucking breath and don't hit send. Posted by The girl with the most face. on Sun, 31 Dec 2006 11:19:00 PST |
Random.. |
I think my distaste for diamonds has increased after watching "Blood Diamonds". No, not the movie with Leonardo in it, but the documentary I watched on the History channel. Yay for diamonds, how... Posted by The girl with the most face. on Sun, 31 Dec 2006 10:11:00 PST |
Oh Holidays are like wet Noodles, kind of gross. |
I've been on a diet of good books and warm showers the past few days to loosen up the brain and make my skin feel like velvet. I've also been on a dematologist diet of Vitamin A and water. No coffee... Posted by The girl with the most face. on Sat, 25 Nov 2006 02:43:00 PST |
Like no one is watching. |
What the hell is going on?
Prolific sentences and grand dialogue filter from my fingers when no one is watching and then someone turns their shoulder toward me and I melt like a huge pile of goo in ce... Posted by The girl with the most face. on Mon, 13 Nov 2006 10:26:00 PST |
The smell of memories |
The way it all smells, a smell that is undefinable but you know that it is there because the room no longer smells of nothing, is stomach churning. Without a point to place a finger on what that smel... Posted by The girl with the most face. on Wed, 08 Nov 2006 09:28:00 PST |
Dear New York.. |
I guess it's safe to say I miss you, since Halloween has come and gone and not one parade full of gay people was found. There was also not a troup of small children with pillowcases at my ... Posted by The girl with the most face. on Wed, 01 Nov 2006 09:38:00 PST |