Johann Georg Leinberger, 1729 - 1731.
Death blowing bubbles.
Every time I read/view this, I laugh.
Skeletor Affirmations (by ghoulnextdoor)
"WE IMPROVE OURSELVES BY VICTORIES OVER OURSELVES. THERE MUST BE CONTESTS, AND WE MUST WIN."
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Maybe possibly completely in love with this song.
I make playlists as a form of meditation
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I Enjoy Being a Girl Archive
Posted on January 8, 2013 | 2 CommentsHe said he was a corporate lawyer, born in Bolivia and that I probably wouldn’t like his politics. He looked like he was 12. It was late. I danced with […]
Posted on January 26, 2011 | No CommentsThere are things in this world you aren’t likely to know until you start spending your time on some kind of aerobic machinery in front of a bank of 8-10 […]
Posted on June 30, 2010 | 2 CommentsI know I’ve been quiet since my brain dump a few weeks ago. Our “only way out is through” era continues with plenty of days that feel semi-normal, in spite […]
Posted on December 18, 2009 | 3 CommentsShe was my mean girl in high school. I dreaded going to school. I dreaded the classes we had together. I was sure it was her that scrawled the word […]
Posted on May 29, 2009 | 3 CommentsA good friend visited from out of town this week. At one point she asked if I remembered a time when she lived in town and was going through a […]
Posted on March 2, 2009 | 3 CommentsMy Facebook connections seem to compound by the day, but I couldn’t feel less connected in general. It’s a little disjointing, this proliferating collection of re-connections with people who have […]
Posted on January 29, 2009 | No CommentsI did some work at a coffee shop the other day, and this marked-up newspaper ad was laid on a counter directly across from the station where you pick up […]
Posted on September 19, 2008 | 3 CommentsOn our one quiet, powerless night after the storm, we rushed around the house in the evening, digging out candles, flashlights and radios. (This thing really bit Ohio on the […]