Like Sperm Through a Narrow Urethra, So Are the Updates of My Journal

[Author's note: I originally posted the following on June 6, then almost immediately locked it up tight, thinking I had over-stepped even my own questionable exhibitionistic limits. But Laura has since given me permission to air it, so what the hell.]

's a funny thing: You don't update for a while, and you start to feel as if you've been neglecting a good friend, letting an unfinished email molder away while you get anxiety attacks as your life goes on and you feel like you have to tell them everything.

Well, I'll try - but be warned: This will be random and sketchy and definitely not in any kind of chronologically relevant order. You can read behind the cut. ( Read more... )

All right. This is getting tedious and I have yet to eat breakfast. Off to the Simpsons with me!