god doesn't always have the best goddamn plans, does he
I really wish I hadn't put off all the technicalities of taking over Gabriel's old website until now. The domain expires in 25 minutes, and I don't have any way to save it.
Right now I'm too exhausted to feel anything but frustration, but I think tomorrow I'm really going to be pretty sad that I can't visit wax paper things anymore.
I picked the name. He liked it because it sounded cute and strange. Like me, I guess. My blog, Silence is Orange, came from this one time he tripped on acid in London, Ontario. He said it was dusk, he was 13, and he had a revelation. It was a big deal for him...
These were supposed to be our "web-babies," and now his is falling into the abyss of forgotten websites and mine has been transferred over to windspun.org, with a name-change.
I know, I know...move on. It's okay to move on. But it's not, really. So many other couples get to work on projects together...we were interrupted. We had plans, dammit.
4:21:06 PM gpillar@mac.com: i'm crazy for you
4:21:07 PM gpillar@mac.com: that's what
Now I'm on my own.
Right now I'm too exhausted to feel anything but frustration, but I think tomorrow I'm really going to be pretty sad that I can't visit wax paper things anymore.
I picked the name. He liked it because it sounded cute and strange. Like me, I guess. My blog, Silence is Orange, came from this one time he tripped on acid in London, Ontario. He said it was dusk, he was 13, and he had a revelation. It was a big deal for him...
These were supposed to be our "web-babies," and now his is falling into the abyss of forgotten websites and mine has been transferred over to windspun.org, with a name-change.
I know, I know...move on. It's okay to move on. But it's not, really. So many other couples get to work on projects together...we were interrupted. We had plans, dammit.
4:21:06 PM gpillar@mac.com: i'm crazy for you
4:21:07 PM gpillar@mac.com: that's what
Now I'm on my own.