So, I was looking over some of the discussion topics and I started to read the thread about what no one sees in you. This got me to thinking since I always have this impression that almost no one really sees me for me. In some ways even the people closest to me choose to ignore aspects of my personality that don't fit their ideal image. For me it is my anger that is ignored. I am constantly in a rage. I can't remember the last time that I had time to myself that I wasn't thinking aobut how ...
Popped out again for a week or two - just got back from a leadership/adventure trip. I won't say where, but the mountains and lakes up there are absolutely BEAUTIFUL. Mountain biking, whitewater rafting, and all manner of fun with interesting people. My girlfriend's got a costume-optional party coming up in a few days. I might just have a couple of pictures posted - only time will tell...
My sister had a birthday party today. But that's not what I want to talk about. I have this book called "A Passion for Books" and this is an excerpt in it from Helene Hanff's "84 Charing Cross Road" which is a collection of letters between a London bookseller and an American bibliophile, October 15,1950 WELL!! All I have to say to YOU, Frank Doel, is we live in depraved, destructive and degenerate times when a bookshop--a BOOKSHOP--starts ...
Ms. Tanya blushed. “I can explain that. My parents wanted a boy, so me mum dressed me up like a lad when I was a child.” “Oh blimey!” Prince Beautiful cried while plucking the lint from his belly-button. “Too bad. So, I was thinking, if you were to help me out of this little situation here, I might consider marrying you.” “Bah! And what makes you think I want to get married?” Ms Tanya countered. “That’s a gender stereotype perpetuated by a patriarchal system for the purposes of ...
She lives in the arabesque musings of GNOSSIENE #4 and other Satie eccentricities, reverberating and unfolding as the The Princess. She was the pride and joy of Soho, and proudly and joyfully would walk its streets. The Princess was the desire of all the guys, and the envy of all the gals, as her countenance would pass their attentive eyes. She was dressed not for the present but rather for both the past and the future; the "secret" in Victoria was a secret revealed in the Princess and ...
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