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I was six or eight or so, but I’ve known monogamy didn’t feel like I was too depressed to get out of me. At the beginning, I thought it meant that those three things were all about dividing people up into the computer at home. (The userpic for this entry was taken with that camera.) We mostly talked about books and reading, and the god of soft mattresses. Maybe also some gods that were excellent (I stole a bite). It’s been a few reps backed down to only twice the weight he’d assigned me, and would encourage my worshippers to go to them as well.) It did catch that the three kinds of discrimination were basically the same reason: They’re just not food. Totally inedible. I know that by now when I’ve gotten closer to some degree; I was needy, lonely, yearning for connection but uncomfortable talking about my life in as much day-to-day detail. So at one point he was going to frame it. Typical scholargipsy. And he gave me were straightforward things I knew about myself, and/or let me know if you’d like me – which means, of course, extremely cute. I didn’t get much sleep last night with Dreaming, and volta for dinner, after which we had a fair amount of pain afterwards, and most notably because some of which I shall hopefully be fortunate enough to start investing more energy into friends again, old and new, that becomes self-reinforcing.

Date: 2004-03-28 18:05 (UTC)
ext_14419: the mouse that wants Arthur's brain (Default)
From: [identity profile] derien.livejournal.com
Maybe it's just me, but I can't make sense out of this post. Did I miss the translation key?

Date: 2004-03-28 18:46 (UTC)
ext_14419: the mouse that wants Arthur's brain (Default)
From: [identity profile] derien.livejournal.com
hehehe - yeah. :) I knew there had to be a reason for the poetry (sounded pretty, yes) because you usually make lots of sense. You're usually one of those eminently sensible people.

Dude! I'm tasting colors!

Date: 2004-03-28 23:46 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] onemintjulep.livejournal.com
I knew those leftovers were past their prime.

Date: 2004-03-29 04:02 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nex0s.livejournal.com
i always find randomized posts to be disturbing. :/

n.

Date: 2004-03-29 04:26 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] docorion.livejournal.com
Ummm-have we scheduled that MRI yet? Because that sounds really serious. Really, really serious.

Date: 2004-03-29 06:37 (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Geeze. I was feeling sort of sleepy this morning, but I thought I'd be okay at work until I read your post. "Gee, if I can't follow clear, sensible JAY, how will I follow my clients?"

Bad Jay! Two spankings. :-)

Cory

Date: 2004-03-29 10:50 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] wispfox.livejournal.com
MMm. bites of gods!

Cool!

Date: 2004-03-29 18:37 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] purrfab.livejournal.com
At first I was trying to figure out if there was some sort of scramble process or code that you used but then I decided it was just kewl. Thank you! I've never read any of your poetry before.

a wambling, indeed

Date: 2004-03-29 18:59 (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hrafn.livejournal.com
Whoa. That was way too much fun :) (I liked this bit best: "It did catch that the three kinds of discrimination were basically the same reason: They’re just not food. Totally inedible. ")

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