a dream… at camp

I dreamt last night about camp, but, of course, it wasn’t exactly camp, not as it physically manifests anyway. The attendees were split Harry Potter style into four houses. In addition to the normal activities of the weekend, there was a mini–olympics of sorts, between the four houses, just silly little feats of skill and […]

Protected: what I did over summer break…

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state of the blog

Some time back, LJ restructured the scrapbook feature, and, basically, it stinks… I have 12 pages of galleries which I cannot rearrange or structure orview all at once. They seem to be order by the date made, so I have no means to group similar galleries together. Worse than that, when they migrated my galleries, […]

a letter from home

I am back in KCMO, mostly. I don’t want to be, although I don’t exactly want to be back at camp, either. At the moment, I don’t really want to be anywhere. I should also note that I am still filled with this overwhelming calm and silence inside of me. At this point, I am […]

a letter from camp

Dear Folks, I arrived at camp yesterday. Most all of my friends are here again and I am so very happy to see them all. And touch them. And lick them… I made a date last night, with a fellow I met my first year; this was our third date. He likes to stick men […]

how do they do it…?

These fortune cookies? They know things… “Focus in on the color yellow tomorrow for good luck! at camp!!!” *snicker* The cookie, it knows me so well.

… at camp

“A pleasant surprise is in store for you soon… at camp.” “Now is a lucky time for you – take a chance… at camp.”

a new take on an old gag

So, summer camp is fast approaching. Aside from that, a new lunch buffet has opened in midtown KCMO, Fushion Buffet, featuring sushi, a hibachi grill and chinese, american and mexican dishes on the buffet. Of course, the check also comes with a fortune cookie. Awhile ago I realized that ‘at camp’ was a much better […]

missing the mark a bit

So, yeah, last Saturday…? Eight years cancer free. w00t! I had a rather glorious photoshoot in mind, but – you see – I slept on my leg wrong a couple weeks back and have been struggling with problems ever since, having pulled or sprained/strain something in the two days after that night. I did not […]

take it as you will

Back when I was thirteen years old, a full six years before understanding that I was gay, I knew that I had no interest in – or business being – a parent. It is easily one of things that helps to demonstrate how fully conscious of the world I was at an early age. You […]