Reply to this journal and:

1. I'll respond with something random about you.
2. I'll tell you which song or movie you remind me of.
3. I'll pick a flavor of jello to wrestle you in.
4. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me.
5. I'll tell you my first memory of you.
6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.
7. I'll ask you something I've always wondered about you.
8. I'll tell you my favorite thing about you.
9. I'll tell you my least favorite thing about you.
10. If you play, you MUST post this on yours.

Thanks to a bottle of Captain Morgan Black Cask 100 proof and an obsession with with Syncsta's version of of the Numa Numa song I'm feeling pretty good.

/love  dartjunkie and mate Johnny-Not-So-Sane,  Gel and mate  Ark-Adustus

Why nice guys always finish last? Maybe a tad melodramatic but jesus bloody christ I'm not in the mood to be muted.

Anyways...maybe now that I'm feeling down and out I'll be able to write again. Whoopdeeeedooo and laaaaadeee-bloody-daaaaa!

Lotta crap going on over here. To much to even think half the time, let alone write. I'll get back to the muse soon I hope, I can feel the itch but nothing is flowing just yet.

 dartjunkie told me this evening that I do my best work while emotionally down...god that sucks. What's worse is I agree with her...not exactly sure what to do about it.

My muse, she is a strange one, but I care not. Those two poems though wistful in their creation, actually are worth more than a few ours of fun. I'm proud of them, that is almost unheard of for me. Ah well, now back to our regularly scheduled program we call life.

Nix on that last journal, seems I needed a sad husky to knock down the wall in my head. Now, back to writing.

I finally find something I wanted to put up on FA and I stall out. Haven't written a thing since that poem and all the old stuff I have sounds lame to me. Ah well, it'll come eventually.