Monday, August 20, 2007
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
Monday, August 6, 2007
More rum, and better conditions.
Neighbors say: She Was A Loner; Nice Enough, Though.
I've begun reading The Artist's Way.
That's just peachy. I'm here, admitting it to no one at all, but I don't mind. The thing is, during my third day of Morning Pages, I became so angry that I broke my pen. The Fuck? I flew into a rage. My quill became a Weapon of Mass Destruction. Because of ... uh ... what?
Self-discovery is all well and good, but what if the Me I discover is completely unhinged? Who will do the laundry?
That's just peachy. I'm here, admitting it to no one at all, but I don't mind. The thing is, during my third day of Morning Pages, I became so angry that I broke my pen. The Fuck? I flew into a rage. My quill became a Weapon of Mass Destruction. Because of ... uh ... what?
Self-discovery is all well and good, but what if the Me I discover is completely unhinged? Who will do the laundry?
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