Clean as, is clean does.
Don’t even know what the fuck that means.
But THIS clean is my room and pretty much most of the house.
This goes back to one of the things my Mom said. She would say “When your room/house/world is clean you just feel better.” At the time, she would say it [...]
Archive > July 2005
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Choice C
This is audience participation time…
Let’s say you have three choices.
Choice A – Is pretty cool. Laid back. Lots of interesting things about it. Lots of things that stir possibilities in you.
Choice B – Is daring. It frightens you just a titch because of the direction it could go. [...]
Moving Right Along
I’ve decided I want to start a my own country.
I’m going to call it Bellaslovokia
Actually it’s going to have my real last name + slobovia in it.
We in Bellslovikia are not big supporters of old-fashioned values. Unless your old-fashioned values respect tolerance. And we will have family values and tolerance but it’s going [...]
The One Where I Admit I’m a Tard
Yah. Ok it occurred to me that I have gotten way too much into listing things and navel gazing. And that the essence of what made feel more free before was that I was writing about what was happening to me. Not what is wrong with me or what my plan is. [...]
Step One – Clean Your House
I have decided to document my process of letting go. Just being.
Yes I know it’s an oxymoron to release and document at the same time. But this helps and I’m trying to record after not before.
Step One – Clean Your House
For me this is the first thing I need to do physically.
It gets [...]
Inside Out
I’m trying to break patterns.
Be exactly as I am but different.
To get things right you have to sometimes completely be wrong.
I fall into the learn by pain category.
And lately I’ve been spiralling. Down towards what I perceive to be the bottom.
But that’s just it. It’s my perception that it’s [...]
Emergency 101
Burr’s in dogs’ fur.
Lots of them.
Scissors were used.
Shhhhhhh don’t tell Nique.
Need help.
Bella and T-Bone are literally matted with burr’s in their hair. It looks like something exploded in my bathroom.
Bell just proceeded to roll in my bed.
Thissssssssssssss close to losing my shit.
Thisssssssssssssssss close.
