So, was watching the magically tragical Artificial Intelligence: AI tonight, when I got to wondering about the whereabouts of kid who saw dead people. Apparently, I was not alone in this musing...

"My flab..." -- ha!

Five Creepy Things (no arguments here)

MTV Salutes... -- a tribute?

That last link, however, fails to include the star of the creep-fest I just saw yesterday (the excellently volatile young Spock from this year's ST) that made me feel pretty okay about not having any of my own... yiii.


Nocturnal e-Musings

Amy Austin counts down the days until... something... Read more »

Feeling Like Crying...

...but also like I am simply out of tears. Heart is heavy. Go »

Eureka!

I am still using all of my energy just to recuperate right now and had not intended to share much in the way of details, but now that it's out there... First, my impromptu visit to see Steve and his lovely wife, Brenda. It is certainly never my intent to blindside anyone with an unexpected drop-in visit -- least of all someone I've never met before! Go »

More Sleep Torture... Should Be Unconstitutional

So it appears that along with everything else that resembles last winter too strongly for my liking... my sleep patterns have once again deteriorated very badly. I already don't get good quality sleep due to stress and having upstairs neighbors (a situation, believe it or not, that I do not recall ever suffering through before now) -- but now, with emotionally induced insomnia and falling temperatures, I try really hard to fight falling asleep at inappropriate times (e.g., Go »

"Some Things Are Better Left Unsaid/Unspoken"

At least... that's what I always hear. It's a rule that was invented to protect *everyone*, I'm sure, but it seems like I am *always* on "the poop end" of that stick! Go »

Life Is Killing Me

Not softly, no song, and I'm pretty fed up with it. Go »

"The Human Condition"

disclaimer: This blog may be totally random -- this may, in fact, be the first and *only* entry in it -- containing, but not limited to, anything/everything/nothing about dreams... A short while ago, I awoke from a strange dream that I think must have been brought on by a combination of posts here, along with another comment read elsewhere about "rumors on the Internet". Dreams, by their very nature, are extremely hard to narrate, but I will try to do so here (thus sparing E from being drafted to listen... Go »