If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, even if we don't speak often, please post a comment with a memory of you and me. It can be anything you want, either good or bad.

When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people remember about you.

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It's me and David's first Christmas away from home, but we're trying having fun with it. Here's a little description of our Christmas tree ( Read more... )

she went bungee jumping,
one fine day
off the cliffs of our friendship
and at the bottom she stayed

3 hours of choppy sleep- then force yourself to go to work. Everyone's looking at me like "what did the cat drag in?" What am i doing here. I'm delirious; I'm tired and warn down. Friends, (well, my friends) are so hard on eachother sometimes. It's to the point where I've just quietly stepped aside and let them do all the talking. I haven't been ( Read more... )

I miss Grammy too.

Man, I miss my house. Is it strange to get so attached to a house? I don't know. I think I'll buy it back when I win the lottery one day. I'll just tear out the white tile the new owners used to cover "remodel" the entire place with and replace that with brown dirty carpet. Oh, and replant the old trees they chopped down. home sweet home..I miss ( Read more... )

You Rule!

i'm moving soon. everything in my house is being packed away- there's so much dust and mold exposed, i can't fucking stand it. i'm really upset about this, i knew it was coming though & i'm surprized it went on for this long. how sad, i knew this house from the moment i was born and now i'm finally having to say goodbye. it's harder than i could ( Read more... )

-i feel like going to the beach with no one on it
-and also oh how i wish i lived in the east bay