don't tell anyone, but it's happened. after quite a long time of resisting the urge, i've finally buckled and signed up for a livejournal, an actual and honest place for the hemophiliac rambling of self-indulgent pseudo-intellectual posturing that i've always been so very good at. i suppose you might say it's my very greatest hidden talent... i'm dorothy parker, but the way she'd be if she was thrown out the back window of a dodge rambler zooming down i-80 at the inertia-busting speed of 140 miles per hour to land grindingly on the cracked black pavement, tumble end over end against the rough surface of the road, and slowly come to a stop beneath a graffiti-spotted overpass. in other words, the way she'd be without the brilliance.

aside from wanting someplace to express myself, i think that the main reason i decided to do this is because i wanted to stop being so out of touch all the time. i realize that i've let my world contract into something really tight and concentrated, and could really stand to reach back out and try to involve myself in the earth's spinning possibilities, again.

but you know, still... let's see how it goes.

notice: most posts in this livejournal are going to be restricted to friends only, because (thank the stars) my shirt-on-sleeve exhibitionist days are behind me, now. if you think that you should be on my friends list, but are not, please send me an email or something. thanks!

Current Mood: contemplative
Current Music: siouxsie and the banshees - rawhead and bloodybones