Wow, it's been an utter age. I'm really glad this journal is still here. I'm going to start using it again.

Goodness me, I can still sign in. Checking in; though I still haven't thought what to do with this journal as yet. I did like this one, I don't care to get rid of it. Hello to anyone out there still reading-some of you, I've really missed, actually, believe it or not. I do hope everyone is well. *hug*

Am closing this journal down. You know where to find me.
Take care. x

Oh.....And like Mr. Tennant of the Pet Shop Boys.....the biggest thing in my life right now is owning a washing-machine (not that I've had a hit record......yet. Neil Tennant had better watch out), and a fridge! A brand-new, humming fridge that is holding cheese and wine and yogurt. My life is complete again ( Read more... )

Strange. The song that's keeping me going is "Disappointed", by Electronic.
Something in the music, the vocals....I really don't know.
It makes me want to.....Do. Be.
It's strange.
It gives me hope, and I don't know why.
How silly it must seem.
I'm probably just being a typical, overdramatic, *silly* fan.
But there's something there....

Don't even the most simple of things sometimes amaze you with unknown stunning complexity?

H'mmm...It would appear my yahoo is down. Now that's seriously annoying. I can't seem to log back into messenger. But I'm surfing the net fine....Odd ( Read more... )

Everything's too damned pastel-or grey. And I hate it. I feel as though I've trapped myself. I want to run away, but I won't. I'm trying, trying to trust people. Make new friends. But at the risk of losing older friends. I just don't know what to do ( Read more... )

Morning. Meeps. ^^ I am seriously going to bed now. *looks at the clock with big tired eyes ( Read more... )

....H'mmm, have managed to stablise it, though things are now ridiculously whizzy....Does that even make sense? I'm not too sure. I really should probably not write while in this state. Mind you, at least I can write....Small miracles.