livejournal has become the friend i never called back, and that now it's been so long that it's embarrassing to have to do so. but like amy ray says, it took me ten years and here we are today.

(the truth is not kind)

(and you've said neither am i)

I'm just not sure anyone truly understands that I visit this site at least once a week,
and just how happy it makes me!

A salesperson will display nine cheeses in three groups of three cheeses each. The groups are labeled A, B, and C. Four of the cheeses-- F, G, H, and J-- are domestic cheeses, and five-- P, Q, R, S, and T-- are imported cheeses. Each cheese will be displayed in exactly one of the three groups. The display must meet the following conditions ( Read more... )

/* i’m biting back everything to be okay through the day, through the concert, through tomorrow, through the trip, through my parents through until i can not be. until i can cry like i need to, read this email i wish i’d written, want something not here and not there, mourn it all to sleep. i’m so jealous i could scream; see how it was supposed ( Read more... )

there's a fuse, a trigger that gets tripped sudden like a shiver or a tick or a seizure like i had in the car coming home from north carolina. like when something clicks and my eyebrow cocks and i'm ready to fire my mouth off but i stop, i turn my tongue seven times before i speak like the french idiom dictates, i take a breath before dialing/count ( Read more... )

i was eight years old when we moved to suburbs that seemed rural, to a developing subdivision which meant ours was one of six houses, each on an acre of land placed mid-cornfield and farm in an unincorporated area. i felt torn from friends, people, building next to building, traffic, city, chicago, the home on kedvale i loved. but after a few ( Read more... )

lakeshore makes me happy. rythym and pattern of streetlamps are lulling. my cirles concentric closer and my bank account doesn't look as bad as i thought it might, aside from the constant popups warning that my connection isn't secure. i continue anyways and don't warn me of this again. i have a roommate for a day and lost the one secured for ( Read more... )

my eyes aren't open yet, and i'm saying these things to myself, the things i'm always saying to myself ( Read more... )

i've had too many days of thinking too much, which, by my standards, is quite a feat ( Read more... )

"you're cute for your age, too." -my mom, responding to my feigned offense that she said i "was" so cute, when i was born ( Read more... )