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[rm]

I haven't felt very communicative the last couple of days and it's vaguely wearing at me. Finally decided not to audition for strawhat, because I decided I'd rather spend the summer in NYC busting my ass about film and TV, since that's the goal and all.

Bought Ross Reports the other day and got lots of things ready to go out in the mail, will get some more ready to go today, although it means going out in the latest incarnation of the foul weather. I am a big believer in wanting, praying, focusing on a thing with all my heart. I am also a big believer in just dropping it in the damn mail and putting it out of my damn mind. Finding the balance and finding what works (hi, superstitious, very much about the effects of even our most private intentions) seems far away and ever so frought.

Very antsy, very impatient, fairly stressed and crazed that as it's Sunday in another damn snowstorm, there's not much I can do today.

Did you know, that this week, there've been days that it's been warmer on Mars than in NYC? No, really. Ask justpat.

Am experiencing moderate anxiety about Valentine's Day (you know, that national holiday where every drug store in America looks like a gay baked potato exploded inside of it), but then I keep getting distracted and not-caring again. Will remember to go to Australian Homemade early this time though.

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exploded

[marmalade-jack.livejournal.com]

...like a gay baked potato exploded...

I have read no finer description of the true essence of the Day of Pink and White. I want to be able to dismiss the whole thing, pass it off as the fluffery that it is, but there are few days in the year that lead to more introspective anxiety.


Hi, by the way.

I used to be patchwerk on your old friends list, and am now re-imagined as steamdragon. May I add you to my friends list?

Re: exploded

[rm.livejournal.com]

Hiya and sure thing.

Re: exploded

[marmalade-jack.livejournal.com]

Thanks.

As always, your writing is wonderfully articulate.