Friday Aug 30, 2002

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Yesterday was one of those days that you can't help but run around with a super cheesy grin on because everything is fun again. I had no clue that it was going to be as good as it was, and it was the most pleasant suprise. I truly enjoy spending time talking to interesting people, and I got to exercise that ability last night with someone. You know the kind of conversation where it all just clicks, and sentences are finished and that warm glow is there. Yeah, it was one of those. *sigh* I guess that is my lot in life, to have one of these days thrown in right when I start to wonder if it could possible suck more. And then it is that warm feeling that spreads from the earlobes right on down to the tips of the toes. Happiness is what we are all really looking for, but why do I misplace it like I do my socks? And when I find it again, why does it seem like such an impossible thing to lose? Like it morphs from this tiny little sock into this mammoth bohemith of a thing, that if someone were to tell you that it was possible to lose, you would look at them as if they had three heads. Ahh, one of life's great mysteries. But I don't care, because apparantly I have recently been to the lost and found box, and found a piece of footgear :-P, or perhaps a large massive un-loseable thing. Right.

-Sarah
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rawr_ima_monster:
(sigh) I'm super duper glad you wrote in my journal, because Ig ot to read in yours, then write in it, and it was even BY REQUEST. whoah, neat (Strut, strut) anyway, based on the way you talk via typing in your journals, I almost want to presumptuously say that you and I might be able to have that kind of conversation you mentioned above. yay. Also, I make a big deal out of lost socks. a really big deal. I can't figure it out and I almost went so far as to consider tearing apart a drying machine to see if they all got sucked up into the machinery, becasue that's all I could figure out. I hate that, and it makes me go nuts, but yes, when you dfind it again, it is like some sort of wierd cosmic give and take, that makes you have some sort of a wierd reality check or something just to keep yourself together....either that or you just lost your sock, then you found it. I guess the way you look at a dumbass thing like this is a fundamental difference in people. you and I are sock losign freakout cosmic experience people, other who are reading this and scoffing (screw you guys), are "fuck it, it's a sock" people. these people smell like poo, we smell like flowers.
Anyway, in regards to your comments in my journal (yay!), I'm glad to recieve an extra point for just one of the many thigns I'm into, and that someone acknowledged my extra effort made on my profile, I like to let people know me pretty easilly, even thoguh I can sort of be shy and scared to meet new people. I put it all out there, but don't want to initiate I guess. OK, I'll quit sucking up page space in your journal.
-Friendly
Dave
rawr_ima_monster:
ok, I'm sorry that for some reason that got submitted twice, and I looked liek a freak, and now I look like even more of one, but I tend to dig myself graves. To answer your quetion that I forgot to asnwer, I'm moving to LA from NY. MY stuff's getting picked up in 2 count em 2 days.

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