freedonia

Weeeee New Yawk!

I hate aol... I can never leave you a message... bastards.

NOOOOOOOOooooooooooooooooo, you can't leave... I'll miss you something aweful! For real, I think you're an interesting person and would enjoy chatting more with you. I understand how cyber life warps your brain... but that doesn't change the fact I want to be your friend damnit.

are you still alive? just checkins. i will be visiting the nyc in december...

fuck yeah glendale rocks.

sorry my aim is down. boooooooo, find me tomorrow ill tell you bout things.

well, you live too far away... but online flirting seems to work for us

sorry you're having a rough time of it. but great friends, babies, hot models with hyphenated names, these all sound like remedies...

on another note, are you going to see vetiver? i am mostly uninitiated but am going to the show anyhow.

it's this friday: devendra banhart, vetiver & joanna newsom.

here is the info

Truth. Feels like a misunderstanding. I'd never noticed him to actually be mean to anyone.

Quoth Vonnegut: So it goes.

So, because you were leaving, I had voted for thread burial on the kill bill thread. I hope we can all leave it there. It's been dead for a long time. Just reiterating.

hey no worries.... . cool! you're back...

tell me...how're things?

Well, things are different for me because i made the decision to leave even though it was his cheating and disrespect that lead me to it. I guess it's easier for me because I always have the safety net of knowing that I could go back though i really fucking hope I never get that weak. I still have the diamond on my hand as I read your words and I'm realizing for the first time that I really need to give it back. Damn, its my best friend.... Oh well. I'm really glad you met someone, did you meet on the site or another burlesque?
I am tentatively meeting people & having a silly, stupid crush, but all my braveness is online. I think if I tried to have something real right now I'd freak out, it's too hard to have to pretend to laugh and smile and go out and be normal when nothing is fucking normal at all. blech...so, i hope things are at least tolerable.
i'm going to be in LA next week for my bday, I don't know if we're doing anything cool but you're more than welcome to hang out with us whatever we end up doing.

pssshh.... no worries. i am a writer, i get it, i more guilty of doing that shit than anyone. i know that you need to be absloutely obsessed with the world within your own mind to write and sometimes words dont cross this medium well anyway. i bristle at the incessant reminders of my youth because it has been a big hindrance to me professionally. no publishing house is willing to take a chance on anyone my gender and age who is not writing a chicken soup for the soul type thing or some light and springy girlie fluff and fuuuuuck that.

its ok. i promise. my journal should have warned you that i can be blunt and opinionated. dont take it as anger. your little heart needs to rest and get unbroken like mine does.

ahh, i wish i could move back to nyc.
is the name a marx brothers reference?
HAIL, HAIL, FREEDONIA!!!!!!!!

So where are you? Why no post? Must I kill?