![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
it must be the 9th!!!
Jul. 9th, 2007 06:01 amHappy Birthday ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
friscokitty here's hoping you have a wonderful day!
friscokitty here's hoping you have a wonderful day!Jul. 9th, 2007
i can do wood burning...with a magnifying glass and the sun. i did these when i was living in vegas.
have i mentioned...
Jul. 9th, 2007 09:12 pmnot only are there canadian geese at our lagoon outside of work, but there are also jelly fish in the lagoon. not sure why or how...but they're there. also...there's a family of sparrows (i'm pretty sure that's what they are) that fly around the gounds. one of them seems to either like me or hate me a lot 'cos he's (she's) always trying to buzz the tower as it were. whenever i'm sitting near the lagoon he always flies right past me really close. sparrow??? are you trying to tell me something??? ~_O
conversations with a seagull...
Jul. 9th, 2007 10:39 pmmany years ago...somewhere around 1995, i was involved in a vampire game. i know this because while i was cleaning stuff out this weekend, i found an old journal from that game. i played a character named Jereth Rose Mythscar...a tremere...who owned an occult bookstore named silver rose & quill. in this journal, there is an entry titled "requerda por toda via" which is dated 7/8/95. it's an entry made by jereth regarding her parents death anniversary and the wolves who invaded the city the night before.
in the same journal i actually wrote something myself...out of character...one day when i was at the pacifica pier. i have suffered quietly from depression for a very VERY long time. i've never been diagnosed as blah or blah...but i know that i suffer from it. i remember vividly that day (which sylvan can attest to is a miracle since most of my memories are long gone). while i was standing on the pier, a seagull flew down and stood next to me on the edge. he kept looking at me. as if he wanted to say something to me. and i wrote this story:
( conversations with a seagull )
When once you have tasted flight, you will forever walk the earth with your eyes turned skyward, for there you have been, and there you will always long to return.
- Leonardo da Vinci
i have more that i would like to write out of this journal. but right now i'm tired and need to get some sleep.
in the same journal i actually wrote something myself...out of character...one day when i was at the pacifica pier. i have suffered quietly from depression for a very VERY long time. i've never been diagnosed as blah or blah...but i know that i suffer from it. i remember vividly that day (which sylvan can attest to is a miracle since most of my memories are long gone). while i was standing on the pier, a seagull flew down and stood next to me on the edge. he kept looking at me. as if he wanted to say something to me. and i wrote this story:
( conversations with a seagull )
When once you have tasted flight, you will forever walk the earth with your eyes turned skyward, for there you have been, and there you will always long to return.
- Leonardo da Vinci
i have more that i would like to write out of this journal. but right now i'm tired and need to get some sleep.
