at this exact moment...

I feel like Michael J. Fox did in Back to the Future when his body was fading away...

it's not such a bad feeling, really. just...void? Perhaps even surreal?

What to do with such memories,
pretending to be dreams
or is it the other way around?


Smokey the Bear is my daddy.

FIRE!!!!

help?

what's that silly link where you figure out who has added/ deleted you? I need to do some moderating on abstractions, and kinda need it.

Thanks in advance for your support.

More on my life in a day or two...still bogged down. And if I haven't answered any comments, please no offense...I will soon. Just too busy to live right now.

and no, I'm not blowing anyone off. If you ever ever think that, you have issues of your own to sort out...it's not even remotely about me.

rude? heartless?

nah...just honest, loves, honest.
~8)

take care of yous.

nothing quite like...

having one of the most profoundly vivid and amazing dreams ever and not having the time to write about it. grr.

I so hope I remember this later! Damn the snooze button! damn it to hayel!



btw...the Church of Christ owns southern Ohio. I shit you not.

scareh.
My brother would be like, "REPRAZENT!"
'cept, well, I don't think the church would like that word very much.
Yeah, he'd definitely go to hayel for that one.

*smirks*