Ok, this is not a popularity contest. So please, the last 2 people who are still reading my LJ. Don't get insulted if your name isn't on this list. I hate popularity AND beauty contests.
I still read! And I still believe! I have said it to the point of ho-humness, but you are an inspiration to me and I'm sure to everyone who reads your blog or has the pleasure of interacting with you in "the real world". SOme peole you just know you are going to run into at some time in your life- and I know that we are going to do that! Keep up the strong fight my friend!
So THIS is what dawn looks like! My you are up early! (I still have yet to hit the sack) Thank you for your swell words! You are very kind. Umm the strong fight....you mean keeping livejournal alive. Oh yeah ;-)
I was chalking it up to the fact that you live in MD, and you do go to NYC, and I'm right in the way to get there and back. Oh well, can't win 'em all. The BF is always talking about moving out to CA. I don't think I can do it, being the stuffy repressed Jewish intellectual that I am. OK, maybe....if they have vegetarian gefilte.
Not afraid of death, here. Still kind of a yucky picture- cremation is appealing and Toar has a kiln that would do it. AND I could be turned into an ashtray after...
Can I come with you when you and Lolliejean decide to have your girls night?
Of course darling! To this day I still remember you bringing me along for that covert midnight swimming session in the apartment complex!!! That was very cool.
Maybe after we all three are four sheets to the wind, we can all go swimming in the east river in the middle of the night with those floating rat-bastard snitch moles that just had to run their mouth and now Vincenzo shut them up real good.
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At the moment we're in Maryland, but we're quite actively pursuing a move back to San Diego, so if you're ever on that crazy left coast...
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Can I come with you when you and Lolliejean decide to have your girls night?
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Maybe after we all three are four sheets to the wind, we can all go swimming in the east river in the middle of the night with those floating rat-bastard snitch moles that just had to run their mouth and now Vincenzo shut them up real good.
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