thar she blows, the good ship Failboat
I am - I am sort of relieved that the anonymeme that is going around has maxed out on comments. Because I was sort of thinking about doing it, and that, for me, is just... not a good idea. On the one hand, I have a more or less crippling fear of being talked about behind my back, so the temptation to invite people to come right the fuck out and say it is a strong one. But on the other, I am weak, and underneath my Crusty Exterior actually care a lot about what people think of me - and thus would no doubt be much better off holding onto my illusions. A sudden storm of brutal honesty would probably send me screaming for the hills, looking for a cave in which to hide and never come out.
On that note, though: LJ's IP logging doohickey is always off, here. If at any time you do have something to say, seriously, just do me a favour and get it over with. I'd rather know now than be paranoid about rumours later.
On that note, though: LJ's IP logging doohickey is always off, here. If at any time you do have something to say, seriously, just do me a favour and get it over with. I'd rather know now than be paranoid about rumours later.
no subject
no subject
(Possible alternative: he is preparing to set things - possibly himself - ON FIRE.)
no subject
Which, you know, is awesome.
--You know part of why I see it that way, I think? It is juuuuuust close enough to this.)
no subject
no subject
Also, Whenever I read my Lenore comic books, I think of you, and my heart misses you just that much more.
no subject
Brain. Leaking out ears.
Also, that at some point you and I need to cook up something epic and delightful, because you're really good at this... everything... and I miss writing with you. And I write better when I'm writing off of you. SO THERE.
no subject
no subject
I want to make sure that you and I are okay. I know that's probably selfish or whatever, but I don't care -- I enjoy talking to you when I get the opportunity. If I am assuming too much, feel free to ignore, or call me out on being dramatastic, or whatever.
You're a neat chick, ladyperson. I know that like the back of my freaking hand, and I wish you the best out of everything.
no subject
And I hadn't listened to that 'Angel and Delilah' song that Jo sent me since the infamous FS post, but... I have now. >.> And holy crap it is midnight and I just got back and haven't washed my hair or done any of the work I promised the boss-boss I'd email her by morning or eaten anything besides sugar and popcorn. *runs*
Aaand I'll see you soon! \o/
no subject
I actually think you're awesome.