Gearing up for throwing down.

[rocksteady]

I was just sitting here, one shoe on and untied, the other laying in my lap. That's when it struck me, the urge to record and archive these current events. My journal lay somewhere in the pile of I that has been stacking up and around since the move. I have no other means of documentation than this thing. I am here

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[rocksouldoubt]

i miss you.
i never use this thing.
i miss you a lot

plentor and maxwell

[trees_and_birds]

preston my dear, i want you to tell me when i can expect a chat on AIM, we need to coordinate! somehow it has become 5 in the morning and ive stayed up reading back in your journal and mine and all the comments and crazy weird/great/sucky times we all had on Walburg (and in the neighborhood around it)...and ive gotten it into my head that i hate the fact so much time has come between us, its a damn shame. i want to catch up with you, see if you still do all the same things you used to, like smoke cigarettes or sing loud in the car or make your thai recipies or still have cool shirts or still give fuckin awesome hugs, the best hugs.
i know that i have changed alot, experienced a lot and grown up since all that. and its fuckin odd to think that i only spent two years of my life with you, but i wouldnt ever give it up. '
so quit that M.I.A. thing and become internet accessible!
i want to come visit you
love you
lauren