So! It begins! I'll stick up some of my more favorite (and private) older journals to begin...
Three wee little words
Thomas speaks
CLubbing?
Hanky Panky
So close... but yet so dang stinking far
In your dreams
Plauged
Infatuation
I knew it
I've decided to resume an online journal after much inactivity in that department, partially inspired by the departure of my most favorite journaller, the most hilarious Pamie. I shall miss her.
So hard to voice. (3-22-99)
WHerein the other half talks about me. (3-21-99)
Wherein I straddle him. Literally. (3-8-99)
Wherin I fall in love and stuff. (3-5-99)
It turned out better later anyway. (3-4-99)
Wherin I delude myself. (3-3-99)
Wherein I make like a locust. (2-24-99)
Wherein I rob the cradle. (2-9-99)
Wherein I sense some connectivity. (2-8-99)
Life isn't always dreary and dull.