Patchouli and rain

The rain comes down with helpless abandon, somewhat like my will power.
You are strange and beautiful, I don't really want complication in my life, heaven forbid moth to flame attraction. Heaven forbid.
You look at me and I want to touch you. I shake when you get too close, and I feel like I have no control over what will eventually happen. The best way around this situation is to run. I have run out of places to hide.
Are you an angel or devil?
Patchouli and rain, speaks to me of leaving.

Don't mind me

I am feeling a strange lack of ambition lately. Ahh heck be honest, Most of the time.
I am listening to Scott Weiland sing, "fall to pieces" over and over again. He is one of my favorite singers. I miss the Stone Temple Pilots, but it's ok as long as he keeps singing.
I wonder what would happen if David Draiman and Scott Weiland did a duet? Both of them are the awesome voices of this age.


Just my unsolicited opinion.

They are gone

Do we have a cat killer in the neighborhood? Shadow went missing two months ago, now Caspian and Luna within a few days of each other. I walked the neighborhood looking yesterday, NO SIGN>

What its all about

I may have a chance to move out. Big old house needs a lot of work, I can rent it for 450.00
I am worried I am not up to the work that needs to be done, I am going to think it over till Thursday morning, then let them know.
Its the kind of house I would like to buy. The kind I would re-finish to its original state. Hard wood floors, glass tile bathroom....
...Sigh...

Trick or Treat

Sherman trys to figure out why the kids are throwing perfectly good paper wrappers away.
We had no trick or treaters again, where ever I live the children don't come to the door.
Years ago it was because MY CHILDREN had spread rumors about me being a real witch, then they got all the left over candy.
I am perfectly nice and I love children... and NOT as a side dish either.