Below are the 9 most recent journal entries recorded in Astra's LiveJournal:

Saturday, April 27th, 2002
11:24 am	The Last Year hear the dripping sarcasm, dripping on the floor. bend the broken elbow, painful to the core. dream of lost lovers, lost some future year. steal my heart from me, void of love and cheer. body healing, lack of feeling, lack of passion, dead desire. summer dawning, sadness falling, emotions calling, kindled fire. (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Friday, July 20th, 2001
4:55 pm	Neck down - yuppie mother, never worked a hard day. Neck up - knowing, calculating, compassionate, work hard, play hard, sees all. Visions of Twist, ephemeral, amorphus, a panoply of people. (Comment on this)
Thursday, May 3rd, 2001
11:25 am	Dreams On horseback, wearing an outfit of some sort, racing around a track with other horses and riders around me. A jockey then. Every time I pass one section I bite down gently on my teeth and feel another one dangerously loose. I press my jaw gently together, hoping that none of the teeth fall out. I feel the sockets bleeding around the loose teeth. At some point, my teeth are too loose. I slide off, fall off, jump off the horse, and kneel in the earthy track covered with sweat and dust. My mouth is full, squishing with blood and crunchy things. I open my mouth, blood and tooth fragments spill out into my cupped hands. I heave and huff, trying to clear my mouth so I can breathe. The blood is bright red, like arterial blood, with bright white boney tooth bits. I cough and spit, and finally my mouth is clear. My precious teeth floating shattered in my hands, bathed in blood. I look up. (Comment on this)
Wednesday, November 1st, 2000
3:56 pm	"Julie, I love you." "Aah rurph oo roo" "No, look me in the eye when you say that." I opened my eyes and tipped my head back to look up the long expanse of her stomach and chest. I said, "I love you, too, Min." as I chinned her clit-ring and grinned at her shudder. "Shall I continue?" "Like I'm going to say 'No'?" I zeroed in on that ring again, flicking it with the tip of my tongue, carressed it with the length of my tongue, slid my tongue bar through the ring and tugged gently. Her legs clamped down on my ears just as the involuntary squeeks of sound started. As her legs let go, I could hear Min saying something. "... what else I love? Popping zits." I stopped for a moment, "Popping zits? You're so weird." And continued my sometimes gentle ministrations. "Yeah, you know that feeling when you've got one right near the surface, just about ready to go? I love squeezing the little fuckers and feeling the stuff squish around inside. I love.... Ow! Not so hard!..... um, that's better.... I love pushing on the sides until you can feel the pus just about to spurt out. And that release when it does come out is phenomenal. Do you think men feel like that when they spew everywhere?" I looked up once more, "You're asking me? How should I know? Fuck one if you want to find out." I moved to put my head between my love's legs again, but... "Isn't your tongue getting tired? Come up and kiss me for a bit." "Another kink of yours, tasting yourself?" I slid up the bed, my left hand fumbling until I found her ring and slid my fingers lower and inside her. A long kiss, our tongue-bars clicking. When I pulled back her eyes were closed, her lower lip trembling, her back starting to arch. I whispered, "I love you Min." (Comment on this)
Thursday, October 12th, 2000
6:18 pm	I smelled apple blossoms this morning. It was a wonderful, pure smell. The Charles is awash in light, like motes of fire dancing on the water. (Comment on this)
Wednesday, September 20th, 2000
5:12 pm	"You look like David Bowie." "Excuse me? Are you talking to me?" "Not when I look at you straight on, only when I see you out of the corner of my eye. It's the eyeliner, the hair, the outfit." "Umm, ok. Sure, David Bowie. It's not intentional. This is what I look like whenever I go out." It must be pheromones. I swear, they put it in the drinks. Attracto-Skank. Or maybe it's Female-Weirdo-In-Heat scent. Everytime I come here, some new socially inept scarey mofo hits on me. Maybe I should stop coming. But this is the only place in town where I can dress the way I like, drink something not watered down, and dance. Well, this one hasn't grabbed me yet, that's a plus. "You do realize I'm a girl, right?" "Oh yah. But I dig that androgynous look. Like David Bowie. He looks like a little girl." Little girl? Bowie? What planet is he from? Time to flee from this one. "I've gotta... uh, use the ladies' room. Thanks for the compliment." I hurried across the dance floor, using my size to slip between the writhing bodies. Instead of turning right towards the hallway to the bathrooms, I went left and grabbed a stool at the bar. The bartender, Mike, is a short Irish guy. He's a little loud, and he flirts with me, but he makes my drinks just right: lots of ice, lots of alcohol, a splash of mixers. I ordered a Long Island Iced Tea and drained it in three swallows, left the glass on the bar, and headed back towards the dance floor. *** (Comment on this)
1:08 pm	Wandering through the drizzle, the wet grass brushing against my boots; I look up and open my mouth, catching the stray raindrop on my tongue; A grin creeps onto my face, eyes closing in happiness. Life is fun again, interesting, vibrant. I think I'll keep this one for a while. (Comment on this)
11:41 am	Will the real you please stand up? I see you coming out of your shell, emerging like a butterfly -- what once was low, mundane, fearful, content only to cling to the earth.... Now I see you drying your wings, taking the first tentative hops towards your true potential, the beautiful you that I've always seen, that I knew must lie beneath your shield of invisibility. And that shield is showing signs of cracking... it's the happiest thing I've seen in quite a while. Current Mood: hopeful (Comment on this)
Tuesday, September 19th, 2000
4:54 pm	Like a smudge of black coal ringed by burning fire, floating in a pale blue-grey sea. Your eyes are so different from they once were. How could a simple haircut effect such change? Personality, outlook, aura, attitude. And your eyes. Must never forget your eyes. Current Mood: pensive (1 Comment |Comment on this)