On friendship

[michcapish]

When does a diary stop being a diary? Twelve years ago, my innermost thoughts were locked up and hidden away under my bed. The only person who knew of it and tried to read it was my younger brother. But even he couldn’t read it because I made up my own alphabet. But just so I won’t forget, I had the code written on the last page. My brother got

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[little_sumo]

You can't get rid of me! I'm like a bad rash; I just keep coming back!

:b

[michcapish]

bwahaha. not planning to get rid of you or anyone at all. just thinking how different the peeps are on my flist.

[mishlean]

HI!! Hahah...I love that friendship thing! I love the butt picture on my xanga...thought I'd just tile it so I can keep looking at it. *oh* and I wanted to let you know that I've been reading your livejournal, in fact I'm here as much as I am on xanga, I just prefer not to write here anymore for personal reasons.

[michcapish]

hello! ahhh. nod. okay, well i'm glad you are! :)yeah, the friendship thing really made me laugh.

:)

[mimm]

So where are we going to hide the body?

[michcapish]

shhh. :P wha' body?

[rancor4real]

O
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Broad band is one of the worst things to happen to you. you never would have done this on dial up. :D

I spoke of my desire of finding a friend, of my thirst for a more intimate sympathy with a fellow mind than had ever fallen to my lot, and expressed my conviction that a man could boast of little happiness who did not enjoy this blessing.

one of my favorite quotes in the whole book. Where'd you find out about these classic horror texts?

[michcapish]

broadband is love.

[rancor4real]

delete me and die

[michcapish]

i LOVED that quote. a friend of mine introduced me to it. he's great. :)

[michcapish]

ooops. replied to the wrong comment. :P