The Invocation of Marn
I call to Marn
Great Goddess of Canadia
Mistress to Gardening
Chosen Queen of Cavorting
Bless us with thy power.
Allow us to frolick in fields of Astrantia.
And partake of the Divine Maple Syrple Donut.
Protect us from the Insane Wrongness of PomPom Hollyhocks.
And let us prevail over the stench of ladybugs.
By Marn's Almighty Hand and Grace.
So Mote It Be.
now thats digression.
you know i think it might of been the increase of readership that brought about the decrease of posts. but then on the other hand whats the point of having an online journal if you dont have people stopping by. so maybe its time to try this again. start over. maybe even a new location and a new design. even though the blonde bubba from 'cisco might be right about it. something new is definitely in order though. just to deal with the posts of blogging past.
in other news there's a certain cali blogger that makes me want to hit it like a caveman. andjust to clear up a little confusion. its one that ive never talked to. thats all im saying for now.
1. i havent been able to cry since i was 17. when my best friend and possibly the only person ive truly loved went into the army.
2. ive never been completely happy. its always varying degrees of depression.
3. before i left wv i promised myself i would always follow my heart no matter what. a great aspiration but why does it always lead me down painful dead ends without ever learning?
4. A: im starting to hate the person im becoming.
B: im starting to hate more people everyday.
5. ive rediscovered counting crows. im in love with adam duritz.
6. i would do anything just to be surrounded by trees during a storm.
7. ive never taken care of my health and probably never will.
8. according to yahoo i have an invisble friend.... ok i have lots of invisible friends but at least i know who *they* are.
tonight it was shots of goldschlger for josh.
last week it was whiskey sours (although killians red would have been better) for amber.
and every cigarette seems to be for aja.
except for camel filters and marlboro reds which are for brandy and ronnie respectively.
simple little things. purely conscious acts. all in the hopes to reconnect. or maybe just to remember.....