Comments | lord_albatross: this one's for Wydia....

lord_albatross

this one's for Wydia....

Jun 16, 2005 20:40

... because she was the one who helped me make this account... and by that I nearly mean that she was the one who made it because I am completely incompetent in the great new world of technology ( Read more... )

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mysharkflies June 18 2005, 02:06:44 UTC

congrats, gal. or maybe i mean, oh dear, addiction in the world of live journals!! either way, doctors who look like frogs are on the awful side of the spectrum, i concur. mine happens to be a close family friend, who always looks very concerned and tries to ask if i'm sexually active while implying i should be saving my purity for marriage with his son. ahck, such is life. also, tell more stories. they are grand. though my live journal tactic tends toward the vaguely cryptic... mostly because i have an inability to articulate.
(loves)

onceuponabug June 18 2005, 03:55:37 UTC

i hope this is krista's livejournal. yess?

Roach? lord_albatross June 19 2005, 01:50:13 UTC

It 'tis my live journal, YESSS. I assume this is Roach because of the cute picture? I hope it is...
...although it kind of scares me to think that people are actually reading about my boring life.
hmmmm....

lord_albatross June 19 2005, 01:54:32 UTC

Hehee. Concerned doctors are always good, especially ones with very orthodox christian views... heehee. Is his son a suitable prospective husband with which to lose your purity?
Vaguely cryptic is much better than mindless chatter. I tried rereading my first entry and I got really bored. At least I don't have to worry about random people reading it. They'll drop into a deep slumber the way a bad American History book can lull you to sleep.

littlelyd June 19 2005, 14:40:19 UTC

hush... none of that "my life is boring" nonsense... I found the entry to be a splendid read!

nice to hear bout Warwick and have a clear picture of it in my mind :)

miss you.
Lydia

lord_albatross June 22 2005, 01:34:06 UTC

You know you are ALWAYS welcome in this tumultuous, burning pile of a sulphuric shit hole any time my dear!
*Has had enough of Warwick for the year and is going insane*

I miss you too.
I come to London. I stay in London. I get English accent. I speak long sentences. Hah! I amuse myself. I is losing it.