I can't say that I'm truly wicked but I'm no angel.
Insomnia. Been a hard and fast rule for me lately. I'm exhausted beyond repair. Tired. Can quickly fall asleep at any moment but still suffering insomnia.
I woke from sleep this past weekend crying hysterically. From my dreams, I recall a dreadful fire. Two dogs injured, specifically remember the front paws of one of them were completely gone. I remember waking from it thinking of my dad also thinking of my grandparents. Sense of loss. Also have dreamed of Angus. Was a very nice dream. We reconciled. Nice, right? Again, active dreamscapes. Sleep has not been refreshing. Eh, no change.
The Glass Eye was on Friday. As usual, loved it. I have lost some poems I had written over the last month so I had to write three pieces that night while I was waiting to read. I reread a bit of my erotica too. God, I love going to Glass Eye. Do you know I have fans? What a freaking great feeling that is to have fans! It encourages me to write more. May post the pieces in an entry. I get a lit fearful about putting my work online though. I am an amateur but I still worry that someone will steal my work.
I really want a digital SLR. I am going to try and save up for a very nice one. A portion of next year's income tax check will go to the purchase of one if I haven't bought one by then. Perhaps I can persuade Santa Claus to bring one for Christmas or a nice birthday elf in November....are there any birthday elves out there any more?
Tomorrow (today, rather) is a day off. May head to the theater and watch a couple of films. Most recent films I've seen: 28 Weeks Later and Spider-Man 3. Out of the two, I recommend 28 Weeks Later more. Spidey was sappy. CGI was excellent but the story line was gooshy. As Disco, one of my favorites, has said, "I just wanted to let you all know. I grew a vagina after I saw that piece of shit." Ok, it wasn't that bad but for loyal comic book fans, you will have some issues with what they've done with the genesis of Spider-Man. Seriously though, most comic book films muck up the stories. Creative license, what can you do.
Moving on....I am getting rid of two cats this week. Tried adopting them out but that failed. Just need to find them homes before I seriously consider the moving thing. Do it now before it becomes more difficult.
And lastly, I seriously need a sexual partner. Sigh.....I am still mournfully celibate. This is the first time I've admitted this aloud but Angus and I had a long-distance relationship, if it wasn't painfully obvious to you. So, I have not had sexual intercourse with a man in nearly eleven years. I think my body, namely my vagina thinks sex is only comprised of the buzz of a vibrator and nothing else. Such a sorry state to be in for a crazed loon like me. Eh!