Occupy Atlanta

Ugh.  Sunday night with Psycho aka Deluded.  I was more than happy to keep myself occupied in the kitchen making the salad.  With all of my best intentions of being semi-friendly (at least), I just couldn't muster up too much by way of conversation.  I chopped up all of the vegetables and left them on…

Confessions, Pt. I

Dear Deluded, I thought it fitting to communicate via letter since that's how we communicated best.  I'm not trying to offend you, but I feel that there are some things I need to get off of my chest.  Nay, deserve to get off of my chest.  From a distance. From the first evening of your…

What if…?

Hi there.  I know, I know, it's been a while.  And this note is just that.  A note.  I have several drafts started and I will definitely continue to share my life with you - the past and the present.  That brings me to the point of this entry.  While I continue through life, busy…