I haven't felt like blogging lately.

At all.

I don't expect that to change any time soon...

...but I AM beginning to have some ideas again and am writing off in my own little personal space.

As Neil Gaiman says, the little engines in my brain are turning again.

YAAAAAAAAAY!!!!!!!

BEST TV DAY EVER!!!! Dollhouse AAAAND Castle renewed!!! More Joss Whedon and Nathan Fillion (and apparently Alan Tudyk) on TV is ALWAYS a good thing. :-D

I must admit, I am getting rather hooked on Dhani Tackles the Globe.

Annnnnnnnd now you're hurting my other friend. Crawl back into the fucked up little hole you slithered out of.

I Never Promised You a Rose Garden

I want to plant a butterfly garden. Or rather, a butterfly-hummingbird-herb-rose garden. Probably due to the desire to put down metaphorical and literal roots.

Plants I want:
nasturtiums
columbines
honeysuckle
lavender
rose trees
climbing roses
basil
mint
thyme
pansies
johnny-jump-ups

And I want two chairs, a table, a small fire pit, and a tiny wee fountain. I'll sit in my chair and sip lemonade and smell my flowers and read my book and life will be beautiful.

I wish I'd never met you.

I'm Not Your Friend, You Don't Know Me, and I Don't Care About You.

I don't necessarily think you are a bad person. 

I just think you are horribly cruel and selfish and destructive. Every time I feel good about something, you find a way to make me feel ashamed or disappointed. Every time I feel bad about something, you find a way to make me wish I was dead. Without even trying. 

I try to tell you how you make me feel, and you make it my neurosis. YOUR cruelty is MY neurosis. I try to fix my reaction, you get mad. I try to fix the way you treat me, you get mad. You shut down. You need help and support, I'm there, no questions asked, no complaints. I need help, or even just companionship, you shut down. Change the subject. Ditch me to go get some ass. Turn away and play a goddamn video game. Fall a-fucking-sleep. 

I make friends with someone else, someone you met first. You manage to turn my long-awaited girls' night with her into an awkward midnight visit with both of you. Then you insult my social life. 

WELL YOU CAN JUST GO FUCK YOURSELF. I'M DONE WITH YOU. AND YOU DIDN'T EVEN FUCKING NOTICE.