09/18/02: A New Song. Tra la la, la la, la la.

09/11/02. Not that this is brilliant. But it's what I've been thinking about all year.

09/10/02: The Day Before the Year After. Tonight, there was a really pretty sunset.

09/06/02: Scenes from an Evening. Maybe you had to be there. I'm sorry you couldn't be.

08/08/02: End of a Thousand Ends. The end was when it all ended up here, in the form of a musing. Life reduces to words, and so much is lost.

06/25/02: Underwater. I swim a lot, and I've been meaning to tell you what it means.

03/04/02: Lately: Dreams, Clouds, and Poems.. Maybe it's because I ate spinach. I mean, there's no lettuce so I had to eat something.

02/22/02: Ode to Spike. The briefest tribute/ to the sexiest man on/ television (sigh).

01/14/02: Some Clown. Finally, a musing! Sometimes things beg to be written down. A tale of why I Love New York More Than Ever.

11/10/01: The Missing are Not Lost. This is old, but I'm putting it up now because I want to.

9/13/01: The Long Road to the New Home. We're all trying to move forward. Except that no one seems to know which direction forward even is.

9/11/01. Not that this is brilliant. But it's what I was doing all afternoon, so I put it up here.

8/11/01: What the Goddess Says, and Where and How Often, but Not Why. An update, and a musing, to some degree, on the beautiful and crap-tastic hand of fate.

7/16/01: The Musings I Haven't Written. Not an apology, or even really an explanation. More of a lament.

6/12/01: On the Subject of Revenge. Loretta temporarily ceases her ceaseless navel gazing.

5/25/01: It Was There. I am always a lady. Especially when I have a bad cold. Mentions the Prodigals in an offhand way.

5/23/01: My First Love. The story all of you are dying to hear.

5/11/01: I am Captain Jean Luc Picard! Well, I'm not. But Patrick Stuart is. He's also Professor Xavier! He so is. But somehow, I don't think he was in a wheel chair when this story took place....

5/3/01: Regression. I'm also starting to write in run-on sentances, as I used to be wont to do. And deliberately using inkhorn, sesquipedelian circumlocutions just to piss people off. What can I say, it's my bailiwick.

4/3/01: A Villanelle with the repeating line, "I've been known to sometimes like a face."

2/21/01: Weekend Postcript: New Jersey Turnpike, Doing 75 (II) What you feel is what you are and what you are is beautiful. Wait, that doesn't make any sense.

2/20/01: Weekend #3: Denny's, Almost Noon The horrifying, violent circle of life is everywhere. Even Denny's.

2/19/01: Weekend #2: Maddie's, Almost Midnight Loretta flirts outrageously with a cute guitar player! for um a change.

2/18/01: Weekend #1: New Jersey Turnpike, Doing 75 Thrill as Loretta and Jenny almost die! -- first of my three stories about my weekend in Pennyslania with Jenny.

2/10/01: The Sixteenth Floor Ladies' What it sounds like, only kind of funny. And not gross, really.

2/6/01: An Evening out with Jenny. You can come too. Though I never DID finish it, what's there is amusing.

01/29/01: Falling is Like This. One minute there was road beneath me and the next just sky. Even if it doesn't make sense, I kind of like it.

01/04/01: Two Stories About Maya. Maya was a friend of mine in high school. You might enjoy these two stories about her.

12/28/00: My Afternoon With Kathy. Or: how to get people to worship you. Seb always says to write tons and tons, so I did.

12/25/00: A nice little tale. In honor of the season of darkness, here's a pretty tale. Really, I'm not being sarcastic.

12/30/00: Subway Ride Number 2,474. Oh, the joys of this strange city. And I never even told you about the man who dances with the doll. Some other day, perhaps.

12/19/00: A Random Person on the Couch. I live so far out of the city, I have to crash at other people's houses.

12/18/00: The Fugly Shower Curtain. Luckily, when and if it makes me ill, I'll be right by the toilet.

12/09/00: At Cinema Classics, Friday Night. How to get out of a job.

11/23/00: A careful breathing of the air in the room.

11/13/00: The Wrong Train As opposed to the train I got on this morning, which was just the smelly train.

11/09/00: My Lost Plum Tragic.

10/22/00: One Day in Greece. I think this was a pretty good day.

10/18/00: You Sleeping. Starfish. Gone. Coming to you live and direct from a real-life business meeting.

9/28/00: On working at a movie theatre. Did you ever wonder how they make popcorn? ::maniacal laugh::

9/25/00: The Good/Evil Dream A dream I once had. Come on, if it's still haunting me some six or seven years later, it has to be at least somewhat interesting. Maybe you once had the same dream. Now that would be interesting.

The little ditty I wrote about a schmuck. Soon to be famous.

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