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Mar. 10th, 2004
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Mar. 10th, 2004 06:08 amso, maybe not superclassy like the rune, or the best picture quality, but it seems appropriate this morning.
"too damn sweet"
Mar. 10th, 2004 12:22 pmit used to seem that everyone just lj-tagged each other to reference other ljusers in their posts. now everyone has funny names, and instead you trace labryniths of comments to determine who is using what nickname for what lj user and attempt to figure out the relationship between the journaler and the journaled based on word choice.
i'm remembering not to be hurt until i get more information. not the most comfortable position, and even if my suspicions are correct, i'll just throw up my hands and smile with resignation. i think light may be spoiling me in terms of how people treat each other.
and this is the third day in a row of this nausea game, which gets less and less fun. but there are daffodils on my desk, and it seems i'll get to stop by the inservice and check out the new exercise room, and if i'm lucky, maybe i'll get to tell junkyard the story of how light and i remet, which gives me shivers just to think on.
i have a feeling that light and i will be a sugar-shocky kind of couple for quite some time to come, and i like that idea a great deal. i try to notice what changes over time, never having actually had the experience i'm currently having, of falling into patterns without actually being taken for granted. even our halfassed fights seems worthy of celebration, or a celebration in and of themselves.
strange what different paths we took to get to a place where we get to be good to each other.
i'm remembering not to be hurt until i get more information. not the most comfortable position, and even if my suspicions are correct, i'll just throw up my hands and smile with resignation. i think light may be spoiling me in terms of how people treat each other.
and this is the third day in a row of this nausea game, which gets less and less fun. but there are daffodils on my desk, and it seems i'll get to stop by the inservice and check out the new exercise room, and if i'm lucky, maybe i'll get to tell junkyard the story of how light and i remet, which gives me shivers just to think on.
i have a feeling that light and i will be a sugar-shocky kind of couple for quite some time to come, and i like that idea a great deal. i try to notice what changes over time, never having actually had the experience i'm currently having, of falling into patterns without actually being taken for granted. even our halfassed fights seems worthy of celebration, or a celebration in and of themselves.
strange what different paths we took to get to a place where we get to be good to each other.
"too damn sweet"
Mar. 10th, 2004 12:22 pmit used to seem that everyone just lj-tagged each other to reference other ljusers in their posts. now everyone has funny names, and instead you trace labryniths of comments to determine who is using what nickname for what lj user and attempt to figure out the relationship between the journaler and the journaled based on word choice.
i'm remembering not to be hurt until i get more information. not the most comfortable position, and even if my suspicions are correct, i'll just throw up my hands and smile with resignation. i think light may be spoiling me in terms of how people treat each other.
and this is the third day in a row of this nausea game, which gets less and less fun. but there are daffodils on my desk, and it seems i'll get to stop by the inservice and check out the new exercise room, and if i'm lucky, maybe i'll get to tell junkyard the story of how light and i remet, which gives me shivers just to think on.
i have a feeling that light and i will be a sugar-shocky kind of couple for quite some time to come, and i like that idea a great deal. i try to notice what changes over time, never having actually had the experience i'm currently having, of falling into patterns without actually being taken for granted. even our halfassed fights seems worthy of celebration, or a celebration in and of themselves.
strange what different paths we took to get to a place where we get to be good to each other.
i'm remembering not to be hurt until i get more information. not the most comfortable position, and even if my suspicions are correct, i'll just throw up my hands and smile with resignation. i think light may be spoiling me in terms of how people treat each other.
and this is the third day in a row of this nausea game, which gets less and less fun. but there are daffodils on my desk, and it seems i'll get to stop by the inservice and check out the new exercise room, and if i'm lucky, maybe i'll get to tell junkyard the story of how light and i remet, which gives me shivers just to think on.
i have a feeling that light and i will be a sugar-shocky kind of couple for quite some time to come, and i like that idea a great deal. i try to notice what changes over time, never having actually had the experience i'm currently having, of falling into patterns without actually being taken for granted. even our halfassed fights seems worthy of celebration, or a celebration in and of themselves.
strange what different paths we took to get to a place where we get to be good to each other.