On Not Taking One's Self Too Seriously I occasionally pick up old journals for perspective. In one of my journals from 1990 I meet a guy who says, You're a candle in the sewer of life. I've been called other things: You're a lifeguard on the ocean of thought. You're tumbleweed blowing through a dream. and of course, to keep things in perspective my ex-husband said: Fuck you. You're an evil person. You ruined my life. Of course later he took it back, regretted everything, and said he had been "bewitched" - but not by me. eeep, got to run pubski. Leaving my beer half-drunk (rather than myself).
thx. What happened to litcat? The link only takes me into a maze of twisty little passages, all alike. Now that I got through my last class until January something, I hope to do more writing and at least populate pubski with, I hope, things that make steve giggle. I wonder if anyone is on IRC talking about the whatevers that they talk about.