_william_

actually, yesterday was a painful truth telling day. a friend of mine had admitted a while ago to being on love with me for quite some time. since our friendship has spanned almost six years and we connect in ways that are very valuable to me and us, i was not surprised. i had loved him, too, in a romantic way before, but i am very commited to my relationship, even though it is hard sometimes. bottom line is i finally admitted that i required more bounderies between us. i have matured and i don't just let things happen anymore - it could be a good thing or a bad thing. i think its a good thing. at another time i told you that i think the truth is much more interesting. i also don't hold company with people that i don't feel i can be truthful with. since alot of people can't be truthful with themselves, and obviously not to others, this means i don't have many friends. (cat on a hot tin roof - ouch!)

side comment (she's so wordy) i'm not saying i'm better than anyone, even cronic liars, i am only saying that honesty is very important to me and i find it incredibly sexy, although that wasn't the question, was it? sorry.

35 minutes to go on my clock

I recall this interview when everything was fine.

And all those you mentioned should go in the turtle.

hee hee cocktail break

you speak forcefully of posessing things that cannot be owned.

you speak bewitchingly of beings you can't understand.

you have much to learn in the ways of magic

i am autumn.

you have email.

a ripple, more than a wave, but i will do my best to carry you through.

running from revolutionary war soldiars with bayonettes. danger.

sometimes you feel like a nut
sometimes you don't

heh. nut.

...
Now I'm a believer
Not a trace of doubt in my mind
I'm in love
I'm a believer
I couldn't leave her if I tried

i drank alot of wine and although fun and carefree there always is a danger of being annoying. i just looked at my journal entry from last night and the funny thing is, at the time, i thought it was brilliant, now it just appears like a few too many words without puctuation. (is it all a matter of perspective?)showers are good to get the yuck off. no one really likes the thought of sitting in their own dirt. but i don't think about it too much, besides i like being surrounded by water. journal entries = more of oneself. my journal entries = more of me. i'm not too into them these days.

vhere are you, my dear?

wow, three messages and counting. i've noticed how you haunt these parts at very early hours...what are you doing up so late/ early?

i'm definately having impure thoughts about your fantasy right now

naked toes, huh?

i'm never sure what my hands are doing.