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September
I feel a little awkward, a little shy, sidling up to livejournal again. I realized this as I started to write a journal entry, but forgot how to do the 'write' part of it. This means, gentle Reader, gentled Livejournal interface, that I just stared at the blinking cursor. So much of early internet-experience has already gone or is going the way ( Read more... ) -
A Dream, So Rudely Interrupted
Nooooooooooooooooooooooooo ( Read more... ) -
What The Hell?
So. This Here Post ( Read more... ) -
A Poll!! (or, a request for aid, with a touch of desperation and a touch more of restlessness)
Poll Hungry For Words. Must Have Words Wot To Read!
The restlessness. Hallp. -
[love]
Via shadesongI love reading aloud ( Read more... ) -
Another Quote
"And this stone is the virgin, and this stone is... And if you're very unfortunate, like I have been, you'll find people copulating on them." Slater, one of the other house guests, recounting some of his adventures on the Moor, is here quoting the Lord of the Manor who caught he and Julie trespassing, then began to give them a tour of the land ( Read more... ) -
A Quote
Amal: "Ah. The sweet sound of me being right. (long pause) It sounds an awful lot like the Pussycat Dolls." -
Well, lookee here...
Once upon a time there was a maiden fair as flax, fair as ever tales have told of fairness, fair as fairy folk feasting on fine honey wine. Her eyes were full of oceanspill, and she, for all her many felicities, neglected to log out of her LJ account whilst allowing a sometmes-mischievous friend the use of her laptop. The result was, as you might ( Read more... ) -
Look! Here I am!
An update ( Read more... )