Because Emma and Britt asked, and because I’ve got so much work to do that I’m just not up for, I am updating livejournal. Really, pretend to be shocked, here. After tomorrow, I’ll have a month free from homework, which shouldn’t be such a sad thought. I’ll get to spend that month serenading Ashley and marveling at how much my kid brother has
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Oh man, I really do. But I keep telling myself that it's all bound to work out, at some point, right? And you'll be around when it happens - and when it doesn't. Thanks for that, Ray. You are adored.
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*most ridiculous quality: well, okay, this isn't ridiculous at all, actually it's practical in every way. but it's unusual, so. i need a lover with a spotless mental health history in their family. autism's in my blood (if i had been a boy i most likely would have been more autistic than jeff), and if unless whoever the father is has no history mental illnesses in theirs, if i have a son he will more than likely be severely autistic. that thought depresses me greatly. all learning disabilities depress me, really.
*last ice cream: chocolate with reeses's and brownie at coldstone creamery.
*most confessional: just randomly, i suppose. or when i'm talking to you (storytime).
*enneagram: the test says i'm a nine, but i think that i'm really a three, and it's just stress that's making me act like a nine, lately.
i love you, and i hope all is good now.♥
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Oh, Cam. The fact that you are fifteen and worrying about mental health histories makes me kinda sad, but also impressed because you're so together. I miss you. I miss you so much; I took our two summers in a row for granted and now I won't see you again until I am almost twenty-one, what? We've kept in touch better this time than any other, though, and that makes me sad.
I love your new icon. That said, if anyone else gets so city girl on me, that is it.
I can see you being a nine, actually, because you get so stuck in mediator mode and you so rock that. But then, I can see three, too. Hmm. I'm curious, now!
Storytime soon, okay? I'll be back in Erie this weekend, and I'll have too much time to catch you up on my drama-enthused life. I can't wait to hear what you're up to, Miss Thang. Take care, I love you!
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DID I SAY 'SAD'? 'CAUSE I MEANT 'GLAD'. SO GLAD! DON'T DESPAIR!
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Aww, you're never too late. The "Rocketman" thing is about the cutest ever. Tel me you make a fist while you sing the chorus? 'Cause it's just not right, any other way. You and your dad, watching Billy Zane flicks and singing Elton John together - that's beautiful.
If proper grammar and punctuation are ridiculous expectations, I'm fucked forever. Which I pretty much knew. Speaking of which, I have news for you. . .
I definitely think you're a seven. It sounds right to me. So is Marshall, so you're in good company!
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I LOVED Savage Garden back in the day (seventh through tenth grade)! No one else in school knew who they were and looked at me funny when I talked about them. I still love them. I have both their albums (the self-titled on tape-first album I EVER bought and Affermation on CD) and Darren Hayes' solo album. I was SO sad when they broke up. "Hold Me" is one of my favorite songs.
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Oh man! It makes me really, really happy that you answered these. And that your favorite Elton John songs are ones that nobody's named yet! "Time on my hands could be time spent with you" = the past two months of my life, basically, so I've got a soft spot for that song. Thanks for reminding me! Don't you dare ever settle for someone who doesn't meet those criteria, because you deserve it all, Ondra, truly ( ... )
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