I have decided to stop posting here. I have always felt that sharing private thoughts with complete strangers is comforting, albeit ill advised. But now, it turns out that one of the strangers is an old friend. As I have mentioned before I can't do this if I have to look any of my readers in the eye. Most of my entries are pure fluff, yes, but ( Read more... )

Awright. Here's the thing. Everyone else on Earth has a significant other. EXCEPT ME!!! Grr... stoopid fate. I want my happy now!

I remember a long, long time ago; some of the neighborhood kids I used to play with came over to our house with the smudges of ash on their foreheads. My mom just thought they were dirty and had cleaned two of them off with her damp cloth before they could stop her. They were so horrified! Apparently, someone had told them they would go to hell ( Read more... )

I finally found a new image host that seems really good. Free and fast.

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It's that magical time again. *This* year I *WILL NOT* leave my e3 registration to the last day so I have to worry if I'll be able to go. *This* year I will do it right now!

Is this an ad for or against Bush?

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If your goal is drunkenness with as little fuss as possible, then Old Forester is a great way to go. They are giving away free shot glasses, too!

My image hosting is broken again! Grr. Oh well, I guess I'll have to find a new one. AGAIN! It's about time I start hunting the people responsible for these sites down and giving them a good kick in the butt! I hate having to change every picture URL in my entire journal.

I'm back!!! Didya miss me? Did you even notice I was gone? [cricket chirps] Oh. Uhm. Well I'm telling you about my trip anyway! On January 2nd, Nathan's parents left for a ski vacation at some place called Trenteno in Italy but he didn't want to go so he stayed at the house by himself. Bless his heart but the poor guy couldn't cook toast to ( Read more... )

When I first started this journal I made icons using the few intimate pictures I have of myself because it was supposed to be a true outlet of my emotions - you know, those things that you just can't share with the people into whose faces you look. Since then, I have started feeling as though I know you guys and I've become less open with my ( Read more... )