But I have, obviously.
What to say, what to say. Joined Twitter today/tonight, I don't know whether to laugh or cry at the thought of finally giving in. I guess it caught my attention when Mike said he'd reg'd just so no one could take his 'username' :) Decent idea if I don't say so myself...hence the recent dive into pop culture phenom again :gag:
Oooh well to each his own, I'll be addicted in no time I'm sure. BTW am making a list of all my usernames/log-in's as we speak since I'm aging and remembering every silly site I've clung to over the past few years is nearly impossible.
On to something more substantial, with substance?!
I haven't written Justin again since my 1st attempt was rejected...OMG perfume?! Really it's now not in the best of interest of anyone for a letter to smell of perfume...MY GOD, what a travesty. The 'shock and aww' of it all was quite damning to my psyche, if that's the word I'm looking for. Anyways...I've written, pages and pages even after I couldn't figure out how to accept a phone call from him I wrote. I wrote to say 'I'm sorry' for being such a shitty penpal, I wrote to update, I wrote because I missed his words...I just wrote to write. LOL at grammar.
The point is I wrote and I said things like 'Oooh I'll mail this for sure' and now it's several weeks later and I haven't found my way to the PO and now instead of actually writing like the un-shitty person I think I am, I'm writing on this ancient blog about writing instead of writing to him. BLAH. It's all BLAH...
and I'm not going to say 'Oooh I'll write now and send it off later today' because I'm sure I won't.
I suck at keeping in touch via old fashioned pen to paper love.
I don't know what else to say now, except that I'm glad to have found my way back to this blog, my blog.
Write soon. xo K
