aristar

Er, guess not. I was at the Fluff Girl Burlesque show last night, it was at Bender's Tavern, which I think was the old Onyx.(?). Some girl who resembled you and seemed to be hangin with Vivienne VaVoom was handing out flyers for this burlesque group, http://burlesqueasitwas.com/, which has a show next week.

but, clearly, no, that person was not you.
-caellum

I'm at this point: having just moved, just settled in over the weekend in my new place, put my curtains up.. Lizzy has somewhat settled in (my cat). Its starting to feel like home, but I wonder.. if I'll ever feel like staying in one place, not running, not moving, not getting the fuck out.. and in more ways than one, job, relationship, life, needing to get the fuck out of my head sometimes... ???

I've spent so much of my time settled into something that was false, the clarity of all of this is breathtaking. I think this will be in my mind for some time... I guess you could say i'm glad for this, I would rather have feelings of lonliness and being scared than feeling stuck and stranded. Is that common sense? have I been totally blind to it all along?