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I have a lot to say...report...but no mind to do that with.
12:12, make a wish
But anyways, as the livejournal status goes, I can now see my own journal and others, so long as I'm not signed in. I don't really understand what's up with that...so I guess I'll contact them and see if there's a way to fix it. Or maybe it's just something that randomly happened with my computer.
But the thing is that I can still access other journal sites.
I really don't understand.
But briefly...so that I don't forget...or so that in case I decide I'm too lazy, I'll have it documented.
Igor's party seemed to go very smoothly, and he delivered a very touching speech. He seemed to be veryvery pleased with the whole thing, which was great.
Angela, Lucy, Stuart, and I met one of Wally's friends, Maria, last night, and she's *amazing*^_^;; She's so great...there was a story that she told...that I guess I'll type up next time.
I...still like my person. That damned Shoelaces boy. But...there is some weirdness associated with that.
An amazing monologue was delivered in B-ville this afternoon by an middle-aged Asian man and went on for a good fourty-five minutes...and gathered quite the audience.
Lucy has come to the conclusion that we are so hot, that in dressing like we do, we take it down a notch so that others aren't made jealous by our radiant beauty. I am completely okay with that idea.
I am in love with music...ridiculously so.
12:12, make a wish
But anyways, as the livejournal status goes, I can now see my own journal and others, so long as I'm not signed in. I don't really understand what's up with that...so I guess I'll contact them and see if there's a way to fix it. Or maybe it's just something that randomly happened with my computer.
But the thing is that I can still access other journal sites.
I really don't understand.
But briefly...so that I don't forget...or so that in case I decide I'm too lazy, I'll have it documented.
Igor's party seemed to go very smoothly, and he delivered a very touching speech. He seemed to be veryvery pleased with the whole thing, which was great.
Angela, Lucy, Stuart, and I met one of Wally's friends, Maria, last night, and she's *amazing*^_^;; She's so great...there was a story that she told...that I guess I'll type up next time.
I...still like my person. That damned Shoelaces boy. But...there is some weirdness associated with that.
An amazing monologue was delivered in B-ville this afternoon by an middle-aged Asian man and went on for a good fourty-five minutes...and gathered quite the audience.
Lucy has come to the conclusion that we are so hot, that in dressing like we do, we take it down a notch so that others aren't made jealous by our radiant beauty. I am completely okay with that idea.
I am in love with music...ridiculously so.