oddityodyssey

I'm a terrible kisser. It's all lips and tongue and knocking of teeth. I breathe in the person almost like I was trying to suck their soul into me. True, I kiss like I mean it. That doesn't excuse sloppiness though. See, passion needs a sense of control. Not self-restraint per se, but direction and intention. I kiss with uncontrolled intensity. I like the feel...
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I wonder what kinds of sets SG photogs would do if given the chance to shoot with any big name fashion model or movie star of their choice? Male stars included if so desired.

I'm facing the horrible sin of turning 30 in less than six months. Blasphemous! you say? Life dies at 30? I should have a full-on freak out, or at least that's expected of me. "You're turning 30! Oh god that's old!" Pop culture has it that once out of your 20s you're life is pretty much over. Yes, that's exactly what's going to happen.

Don't...
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Damn the gods, again. Why do I keep getting attached to the wrong woman? A bloody masochist is what I am. Probably should just lower my standards. Or I could always ignore the women I'm attracted to. I'm supposed to have a soul black as night and a heart of stone. This just takes the piss out of me. Can I yell and scream now?

What would a soft-core porn of the end of the world look like?

Hate waking up from another dream about my dad. Can't he do something useful and make me a better jeweler instead of just freaking my shit out? I ought to go curse his box of ashes.

Sometimes I wish I could get away with wearing as little as possible. On an unrelated note, it's bloody hot and muggy.

I love fucking with language. I love good puns and lateral usage of words. It's the confusion it strikes in others, which they hate. I suppose that's what I get for reading too much about language.

I've gnashed my teeth, cursed the gods, wrestled with demons and angels, screamed, prayed, poured my heart out and fallen into the deepest holes of despair. All for a woman. And I've done so well aware of the futility of it. A sign my dad put up above his bench decades ago says that determination and persistence alone are omnipotent. Makes for a good business...
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Found out a little bit ago that the first song a friend's newborn boy ever heard was Bill Evan's "Peace Piece" off the April mix I made specifically for the little one. I had slightly edited the song to include a fade in/out of Julien's heartbeat as the last note of the piano decayed. That is incredibly special to me. I think I'm going to...
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Oh, since this came up in conversation before the show last night I figure I should put this down in writing before I forget about it again. My sister and I had to explain our rules of dating to an 18 year old girl who is living with us (long story). Of course there are exceptions but that's just how it goes. So, here are...
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