*cue sappy celine dion song*

Oct 02, 2009 00:08

So the above title has nothing to do with this post. This post, incidentally, while having nothing to do with Celine Dion, will try its darndest to be as cryptic as possible. I, who am/is/whatever writing this post that has nothing to do with Celine Dion, does not really know how to be as cryptic as possible and therefore this may be either a) a horrid disaster ending in some sort of internetical journaling hurricane of horridness complete with windy turmoil and soggy tuna sandwiches or b) be the greatest (and only) success of my life!

So here goes:

On this day in history I received an email from one Paul K. This email was the latest in many (approx 3) of a correspondance of business and pleasure and pink. Furthermore the subject of this email involved some details pertaining to some plans which will center around a day generally located in the farther regions of this month (October).

I feel that divulging the full extent of these details... plans... days now would be too early a decision and feel like waiting a few more days/weeks until my lungs can no longer contain and I must exclaim from the top of the nearest steep incline (we are hillless in central mn).

For now however thou, oh weary misguided travelers of my highly miscolored lj, I will leave you with three things: a number, a color, and a place..

25. Pink. My house.

XD

crypticness, pink, not celine dion, hehehe, happiness

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