acheron

da. it is impressive that you hammered out three journals in one day. i read all of them and wish that the second and third were reversed for some reason. so that i could comment on the second. probably because... oh nevermind. it's just i'm sure we'd all be better off blind. really. like that village in the h.g. wells story. i am of the belief that ocular sensation is less a blessing than it is a curse. it is a hallucination. a huge fucking mirage. would sex hoodwinked not be as good? i think it is better. but i am me. q e d.
oui. j'habite a portland. mais non. je n'attends pas l'uni reed. incidentally... "so i was boohooing and feeling old..." i know it's relative but really, if you are really nineteen, you are really not old. indeed you still have your terrible twenties ahead of you. the twenties are the "i am hot shit" decade for those within it and the "head up the ass" decade for those outside it. i am myself only a half year out of my twenties but to them i say with all due respect, good riddance, you dizzy dizzy decade.

Ahhhh....the drama! Sweetie you are more fun to follow along with than All My Children!

You are entirely too beautiful to be a nun (and too smart too). Take it from someone who has been through the wringer a few more times than you have. What seems like the end of the world now will end up being a nice story to laugh about over drinks in six months. The irony is that's probably the way it would have turned out anyway even if he said he "loved" you...only the story wsouldn't have been half as interesting.

privyet acheron.
spaciba i would spell spaseeba myself but i know what you mean - russian is a bitch to put into roman alphabet. if only i could change the alphabet setting on the keyboard to cyrillic and then just type the words in the roman letters phonetically = my friend can do this on her keyboard so her roman letters turn into kanji/hiragana/katakana characters. but japanese is much easier to spell phonetically than russian which is so nuanced. lots of grace notes. i took a semester of russian earlier this year and want to take more in the future. as for 'seichas, ya khachooooo stat koschkye' - i can see how that would be spelled in cyrillic, i just have no idea what it means.... expliquez, s'il vous plait.
and you like diary of a madman. i have not read it but dead souls is brilliant + hilarious. if you haven't already please read it so you can agree with me.

as for the seeming proliferation of people who play games/are a waste of time, i'm not going to cheerfully say

"come now, dear acheron, that's not true; this earth is populated mostly by people who don't play games, who aren't a waste of time!"

because
1. it's not true
2. you wouldn't believe it
and
3. it would be really fucking obnoxious.

so instead we'll say - each raising our triple shots of straight angostura - that there are INDEED a few bloody good ilkers about this globe, it's just finding them that can be a royally discouraging and right harrowing pain in the fucking ass.
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mud in yr eye.

Most men are fucking assholes...but most women are too. Please keep that in mind. I suspect the reason you can't find "one decent human being" who is attracted to you is because there are so few "decent human beings" in existence anymore. As to where you find such a rare specimen...don't ask me, I'm just as clueless as you are. The difference is that I'm just past the point of looking for a diamond buried amongst the shit. I'm jaded and ambivalent past the point of no return. Don't fuck up your mind caring about people and things that aren't worth your attention.

Yeah I like the Pogues and drunken poets (well...Dylan Thomas, anyway). Grouchy Russians who smell like cheap Moscow cigarettes are entirely another matter, though.

Hello there.
The Dali Lama said that these are the hardest times to attain spiritual enlightenment. There are too many distractions.

You know there are worse fates than forever looking like Grace Kelly slumming amongst the muck & mire of a Rocky Horror culture. Thank your lucky stars for good bone structure and a haughty attitude. I suspect it will serve you well, my dear.

Feel better for that???

I wouldn't want to be your keyboard when you slammed that down, fuck it yes I would - bring it on!!!

I read your group post thingy and thought something was really up but reading this you're just so damm passionate about everything right now you can't prioritise anything you have to say. That or in your search for reasons you opened so many doors in your mind you can't close them all.

Luke's got some kind of cancer of the fucking brain or something if he doesn't want to be the constant in your life. Thinking about someone is a waste of your ten megaton exuberance, go break some strings.