applyyourself. |
Miss Anna's Sanctuary for Wayward Boys is a haven where energetic, creative, vivacious young men who feel that they need an escape, a place to get away can hang their hats for a time. It is located in...
Posted by on Wed, 21 May 2008 21:09:00 GMT |
nomorepencilsnomorebooks. |
The end of this month, April 2008, signifies a new beginning for this catgirl. For the first time in my life, I have something akin to purpose, the capability to be gainfully employed and to make mor...
Posted by on Mon, 14 Apr 2008 13:11:00 GMT |
supermagical. |
Last weekend, my paradigm shifted a little.I invited virtual strangers into my home. Hoping for the best and anticipating the worst, my living room floor packed with enough padding to host the mother...
Posted by on Sun, 17 Feb 2008 18:58:00 GMT |
sharesies |
I was listening to the Smiths tonight. Always a maudlin and melancholy experience (and shut up. we all have our guiltily sophmore musical pleasures). And the song that kept repeating was "I won't shar...
Posted by on Thu, 31 Jan 2008 20:15:00 GMT |
lovelEville. |
I have my wunderkitten back. She is sitting on my tummy, and purring like a little ducati. My apartment is quiet and clean, and I can hear the traffic driving through the inevitable January rain. Co...
Posted by on Wed, 09 Jan 2008 19:37:00 GMT |
rememories |
I was talking to a young man a while ago, discussing our storied past. And he asked me an interesting question&Did I remember that time that we'd kissed?I just stared at him for a little while& Thus ...
Posted by on Tue, 02 Oct 2007 13:26:00 GMT |
resolutionary. |
Making decisions, resolving to make changes, it's imperative. Every year, after celebrating the birth of a prodigal son, eating and drinking and sleeping too much, blowing our financial wads on bits ...
Posted by on Mon, 01 Oct 2007 23:04:00 GMT |
discomfortsations. |
Every time the telephone rings, my heart leaps to my throat with fluttery anticipation& Might it be the call that I'm awaiting? Wonderful news of wonderful things from family or friends? Surprise e...
Posted by on Tue, 11 Sep 2007 23:08:00 GMT |
sunsmacked. |
Glorious sun! Inviting catlike stretches, to luxuriate in your rays, speckling me with freckled kisses, delicious. Your heat provokes incandescence, pale pinkness, sweat trickling hither and thither...
Posted by on Tue, 10 Jul 2007 20:43:00 GMT |
lovelyloveletters. |
You were someone with whom I had worked when I was sixteen. Wandering by my counter, peeking at me out of the corner of your eye. Entirely too shy to ever say anything. So you started writing. The...
Posted by on Mon, 02 Jul 2007 22:26:00 GMT |
