strawberry muffins and deviant sex - 2001-02-27
the weekend that never was - 2001-02-26
whinge, whinge, but I think I've earned it some - 2001-02-22
path of least resistance? I don't think so. - 2001-02-20
two redheads, all in a pile - 2001-02-17
awash with texture - 2001-02-17
The big selfish why - 2001-02-15
tears welling in the back of my head - 2001-02-15
Aftermath, and it smells of roses - 2001-02-15
kegel muscles and too much sex talk - 2001-02-14
mundane? Where? No mundane here. - 2001-02-11
utterly ordinary - 2001-02-10
The fey are crawling out of the pressed sawdust woodwork - 2001-02-08
four times in thirty hours - 2001-02-07
YOU LOST MY CAR?!? - 2001-02-05
cacophony, somewhere there must exist a place sans cacophony - 2001-02-05
sun sun sun sun sun sun sun sun sun so CHEER THE FUCK UP - 2001-02-04
Right Now - 2001-02-01
Year Three is Fast and Furious
December 2002...
November 2002...
October 2002...
September 2002, I slowly began conquering my new city, and new life. Shyly, almost.
August 2002, I crossed the ocean again.
July 2002 in which decisions were made.
June 2002
May 2002
April 2002
March 2002
February 2002
January 2002
Year Two is Too
December 2001
November 2001
In October 2001 was dark with the stress of finding and feeling home in Paris, and more importantly, finding the France in Paris.
In September 2001 was lonely in the discovery of a darker Paree.
In August 2001 it wasn't a decision, since the alternative was regret.
July 2001 heard rumours of running away, and the pain of letting go.
June 2001 saw lay-offs and things upended.
May 2001 was excitement itself, travelling again and giving important gifts and learning to live in relationships.
April 2001 disappeared in a flurry of spring activity.
March 2001 was math and long hours and subdued adventure.
February 2001 fought the doldrums off in sun-drenched armour.
January 2001 was a love affair.
Year One was Long Winded
December 2000 fell faster than snow, and ever so much softer.
November 2000 holds my birthday. 'Nuff said.
October 2000 ostentatious and showering sparks.
September 2000 celebrated, sang, and swooped on by.
August 2000 was beige but bountiful.
July 2000 sped by on amphetamine wings.
June 2000 wined and whined and rifed with poetry.
May 2000 was a whole new set of beginnings.
April 2000 was every escape.
March 2000 was furious discoveries.
February 2000 began on shaky colt's feet.
