It was 2004...those dark, treacherous days when the mighty empire of Xangaland began to lose some in its army to the upstart fleet known as MySpace. Later, MySpace itself became a weakened behemoth, forced to alter its…

A few months ago, a woman moved in next door. Her voice carries. She has a dog that really enjoys a good bark. Our walls are paper thin. We live in a big concrete box. Here's what happened next! Pretty much disc…

I stumbled across the entry below on one of my old Xangas today. Sadly, I can't remember my credentials for that blog, so I can't do anything with it. I'm glad I never deleted it. Anyway, I know it's a little tl;dr,…

Now listening to: Kings of Convenience - Scars on Land This morning I'm kind of blue. At least for now. That may well change later. Sort of how these things work. Actually, I've been down since last night. No parti…

I'm fairly new at being (back) here, and I've seen a few other bloggers do this, so what the heck? Wanna get to know me better? I am accepting questions on ANY topic (get it out of the gutter, pervos! Haha, no it really…

Now listening to: Sam Sparro - Black and Gold I got to le office today to find out that Friday afternoon after I'd left early, an impromptu meeting was called to announce that, basically effectively right-then-and-there…

This is a blog post I wrote back in late April of this year. I have always felt “different” than everyone around me, and as though I’ve never fit in. On the fringe of social circles and even subcultura…

Untangle me fibers, skin tendrils holding me at one Sticky, overboiled spaghetti Unravel, air to floor, mesh with carpet fiber Exists no vapor inside of which to speak or find me I slick, cum-ready like a spark of oo…