Munchkin Cthulhu plus Yellow Sign Meeting. Apparently my love of Jackie Chan movies makes me a good girlfriend. I’m feeling pretty much incapable of anything at the moment.

Am writing. Am worried about practically everyone I know, my brain just won’t settle on me, apart from stuff I’ve done wrong of which it seems to have an inexhaustable list. I know that this is utterly stupid but I can’t think straight and my brain is looping into patterns I don’t like.

I’m very much swampwards, moreso than when I lived on Avondale. I’ve been heading here for a while now, I think it’s going to take me a while to get centred (I like the phrase, I’m stealing it). If I have appointments with you and I’m late then please kick me. If I don’t, then … Read More

So, it comes to something when you’re having a conversation with a pretty girl and thinking, huh, if you were gay I’d think you were interested and so be flirting. Then you find out she is in fact bi and kick yourself. In anycase my faulty gaydar aside I had it really hammered home quite … Read More

Finding it a real struggle to maintain any sort of dignity when it comes to people. Fighting a desperate urge to say ‘what’s wrong with me?’ to everyone I meet. Writing, some. Mostly lacking any sort of belief in my getting a job, theres just something about me, you know. The plumber has apparently managed … Read More