The darkness is inviting. I came home and... well I didn't want to come home. I drove my friend home, midnight, and then just wanted to drive off somewhere. I didn't. I drove home. I parked but didn't want to get out of the car. I did. I got out. I stood in the dark street looking around at nothing in particular. I didn't want to go inside. I... Read more
I thought I might show you a picture of myself, Ben Browder and Claudia Black. I'm smitten by Ben so that's why I'm blushing so...
Hi all, thanks for your kind words about my trip (and sorry Paul for not taking your hint and writing whilst I was away)... the trip was good... or should have been. Logically it was everything I would want it to be but unfortunately I just felt so depressed I was disconnected and felt pretty horrible throughout. It might have had a little to do... Read more
I'm going on a holiday - I'm going to LA to a sci-fi convention to meet people that I respect and admire. I should be happy. But whenever anyone brings it up I feel like crying and I want to move the conversation along. I only let myself think about it when I can actually DO something in the planning - I go tomorrow so I've had to think about... Read more
Does anyone else ever change and look back at something they have done and can't believe that they did it? I mean, it's kind of like I have several personalities, though they all answer to the same name and have the same past they react distinctly different to situations. One day I'll laugh at what another day I will lose my temper over. The worst... Read more