Well, after yesterday's super-whine-fest, I got just a ton of terribly sweet email from people, most of which I have not answered (which might explain the whole "having no friends" thing), but please realize how much I appreciated it. Especially from the guy who said that he was writing to me as a birthday treat to himself, which is just the nicest thing that anyone has ever said to me.

Of course, almost everyone who wrote and said "I'd hang out with you! I wouldn't ignore you and leave you to rot as we all had fun without you!" were not only not on the east coast, but not even on this continent, but what can you do?

Then, to continue with this theme, Al asked on journal l:

"Name another journaller (name as many as you want, but at least one) that you would like to meet in the flesh that so far, you haven't yet."

Of course, some people answered with the old "But you've already met everybody!" argument, not to mention the old "You've met me, does that mean nothing to you?" argument.

Hmph. Everybody wants to meet Pamie and Beth. Of course, I've already met Beth, and Pamie was on my list, too, but that is besides the point.

I caught up on everyone's journals yesterday, and of course everybody had a wonderful weekend with their friends that they love and who love them back.

Well. Isn't that great. I'm just so fucking happy for you.

Except for Columbine, who is in a foul mood. Thanks, Columbine! You're a true friend.

Anyway, I'm done complaining. I'm fine alone. Back to Bonnie and Molly and bad kitty stories tomorrow.

Today's horoscope:
You want to relax and feel good, but also feel driven to explore and dig beneath life's surface. Placidity and probing must be blended.

One year ago today:
And how much damn water is in celery anyway?

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