A repost of a web-diary that predated the term blog - as previous hosting is disappearing it can now go here.
24 October 1998 - 29 July 1999 originally published on geocties.
August 1999 - 2012 originally published on ihug.
Disclaimer
Though a "Diary" my online diary is a work of FICTION.It may at times strongly reflect actual events of my life, often how I honestly perceived them and display my genuine reactions. But not always and everything contained within should be treated as a fiction.
This is also a personal diary, so by reading it you are violating my privacy. And as it is a personal diary you are not allowed to hold anything you read in it against me, as you shouldn't have been reading it anyway.
Also, this diary is not to be read by anyone who has gone out with me, would like to go out with me in the future, or suspects I may like to go out with them.
Monday, 25 February 2019
Using young person words
And I emailed a very helpful Shona at the university who talked me through fixing my loan through the disabilities centre - and that I don't have to have it done until July, so plenty of time to procrastinate about it.
And left me thinking "Shona from Finance" is a fantastic name. And possibly an even better drag name for a comedy queen.
And I linked my facebook to the Kalamazoo blog so I can reuse it for my upcoming trip. It does massively increase the risk of people finding this one and seeing what a fucking mentalist I am but I haven't been careful about hiding this and I suspect anyone who wanted to could find it anyway - what with it containing all my old blog and thus being pretty googleable.
And I trust the semi-imaginary-one is too disinterested to hunt for non-travel blogs (and will likely one read the first few posts, message me about them and then use them as an excuse to ask me to not send travel pics direct).
I need to learn to talk about him without making our entire relationship sound like a trainwreck. There are reasons I love him, I just can't articulate them to other people. Possibly as they mostly come from inside my head, I'm not sure our actual interactions justify all my feels (I used 'feels' as a noun, like a young person, because I am cool...).
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