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Please excuse me. I'm a little sad right now. Having attempted an lj catch-up, I've found quite a number of entries which have left me feeling more down than I did at![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
devalmont's departure.
( For those of you who are dreading Valentines.... )
Secondly, I read the journal of a lady who had died. Her partner has continued it, speaking with love and compassion at what I can only imagine must be an incredibly difficult time for him. I shan't put it here butsapphrine lead me to it. It's fragile and beautiful.
Thirdly, as a result of all of this, I remembered how lucky I am.
( I'm loved, truly, and that is so rare I don't know where to start being thankful for it. )
I looked at lj in a vain bid to perk myself up. It hasn't worked. But only because I realise how special my life is and how easily that can go wrong.
I really am so sorry there isn't more I can do or say to help most of you. Right now, I feel rather useless and guilty.
You seem to have such sweet and fond memories of me, have been so kind and caring towards me and so happy for me - I hope I can be happy for you too. Whether you choose to be single, married, have children, have several partners... I wish you could be ok. No, scrub that. I wish you could feel wonderful. You all deserve to.
Thank you, all of you, for being there. For being you.
Please excuse me. I'm a little sad right now. Having attempted an lj catch-up, I've found quite a number of entries which have left me feeling more down than I did at
devalmont's departure.( For those of you who are dreading Valentines.... )
Secondly, I read the journal of a lady who had died. Her partner has continued it, speaking with love and compassion at what I can only imagine must be an incredibly difficult time for him. I shan't put it here but
sapphrine lead me to it. It's fragile and beautiful.Thirdly, as a result of all of this, I remembered how lucky I am.
( I'm loved, truly, and that is so rare I don't know where to start being thankful for it. )
I looked at lj in a vain bid to perk myself up. It hasn't worked. But only because I realise how special my life is and how easily that can go wrong.
I really am so sorry there isn't more I can do or say to help most of you. Right now, I feel rather useless and guilty.
You seem to have such sweet and fond memories of me, have been so kind and caring towards me and so happy for me - I hope I can be happy for you too. Whether you choose to be single, married, have children, have several partners... I wish you could be ok. No, scrub that. I wish you could feel wonderful. You all deserve to.
Thank you, all of you, for being there. For being you.
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(Level - B)
baloobas
Another passionate creature I happen to know! She feels everything with her heart and sometimes leaves her head behind... but has a vivid imagination, is fanastically melodramatic and lives life as if she were a doomed lover. Adorable and completely unique, she has never allowed her inner child to leave and looks on the world with wide rabbit-in-headlights eyes. Don't let it fool you - she has a huge helping of mischief there. Life is never predicatble or dull with her, she'll take you on a fairy dance and leaving you spinning, laughing and confused.
baloobasAnother passionate creature I happen to know! She feels everything with her heart and sometimes leaves her head behind... but has a vivid imagination, is fanastically melodramatic and lives life as if she were a doomed lover. Adorable and completely unique, she has never allowed her inner child to leave and looks on the world with wide rabbit-in-headlights eyes. Don't let it fool you - she has a huge helping of mischief there. Life is never predicatble or dull with her, she'll take you on a fairy dance and leaving you spinning, laughing and confused.
(Level - B)
bunnyowen
Bless. A very enthusiastic, bouncy, crazy, loud, fab guy one moment and the next - intenese, deep, peaceful, thoughtful, caring, understanding. He has two very distinct sides to him. If you haven't met both, you don't know him. They compliment and contradict each other and I have the immeasureable pleasure of knowing a little of each. He'll go shopping with you and drool over fluffy things, thud around on the dancefloor and give you a leash to hold, will be sincere with this thoughts and feelings over a myriad of topics and play switzerland magnificently.
A heart of pure gold.
bunnyowenBless. A very enthusiastic, bouncy, crazy, loud, fab guy one moment and the next - intenese, deep, peaceful, thoughtful, caring, understanding. He has two very distinct sides to him. If you haven't met both, you don't know him. They compliment and contradict each other and I have the immeasureable pleasure of knowing a little of each. He'll go shopping with you and drool over fluffy things, thud around on the dancefloor and give you a leash to hold, will be sincere with this thoughts and feelings over a myriad of topics and play switzerland magnificently.
A heart of pure gold.
(Level - B)
tragic_wrath
Tragic has to be one of the most charismatic people I've met. You're struck with this fabulous magenta hair, stunning eyes and a permanent shy smile. She's quite quiet but passionate and brimming with artistic ideas, takes a cracking photo and has a calming, soothing air of mystery about her. A beautiful person, inside and out.
Additionally, I WANT HER ACCESORIES WARDROBE!
tragic_wrathTragic has to be one of the most charismatic people I've met. You're struck with this fabulous magenta hair, stunning eyes and a permanent shy smile. She's quite quiet but passionate and brimming with artistic ideas, takes a cracking photo and has a calming, soothing air of mystery about her. A beautiful person, inside and out.
Additionally, I WANT HER ACCESORIES WARDROBE!
[Level - B]
So. Friday. Well. I arrived two hours late, thanks partly to the buses not getting me to the station for 4:24pm, thanks partly to the technical fault on the train at 5:24pm which caused a cancellation. Despite this, the journey was relatively pleasant. Teaching and what the best methods, my top, Pokemon Ruby on the Gameboy and various other things were discussed during the travel. I was on the receiving end of a MASSIVE and wonderous hug, the usual was purchased from the grill house along with liquid refreshment from Balvs and all was good.
Saturday invovled a mini meep as I was left in bed. I generally planned to join the boys at WT's for the match but failed utterly due to a soak in the bath and makeup requirements. A toddle along to the Mitre (via several shops including a wonderful jewellery stall which was owned by the man who set up the Mercat Moot in 1995! Well he WAS selling silver broom broaches, had to die for Athames and a rather pretty chalice proudly snuggled into his photo album, as he makes lots of pretty silver things) to meet up withmutualdesire and his Cambridge buddies for lunch. Eventually. At the Pick...something.
Back via my love's workplace and then much debate over going out or not, then much debate over what to wear. We FINALLY arrived at ( the party ) A rather wonderful and fun chilled out evening ensued, which lead nicely onto Sunday. Thank you to the host and hostess (who looked gorgeous in her ivy).
What happened Sunday... oh yes. Very little. Phoenix Nights series 2 for a little while. Packing disgruntedly. Watching May. Very Sunday! :)
Then back here far earlier than is fair. The train didn't have the decency to be late or anything. No-one interesting on the train. Missed the no. 35 by moments so had to hold out in The Newt for the next one. Just... meh. There was some really sad, miserable news too. Not directly involving me, but friends. You know, it doesn't matter how much I wish I could make it all ok, I know I can't. It's so frustrating!
I'm feeling rather sleepy now so off to bed... gn'ite and I hope your weekend was as wonderful as mine minus the bad bits!
So. Friday. Well. I arrived two hours late, thanks partly to the buses not getting me to the station for 4:24pm, thanks partly to the technical fault on the train at 5:24pm which caused a cancellation. Despite this, the journey was relatively pleasant. Teaching and what the best methods, my top, Pokemon Ruby on the Gameboy and various other things were discussed during the travel. I was on the receiving end of a MASSIVE and wonderous hug, the usual was purchased from the grill house along with liquid refreshment from Balvs and all was good.
Saturday invovled a mini meep as I was left in bed. I generally planned to join the boys at WT's for the match but failed utterly due to a soak in the bath and makeup requirements. A toddle along to the Mitre (via several shops including a wonderful jewellery stall which was owned by the man who set up the Mercat Moot in 1995! Well he WAS selling silver broom broaches, had to die for Athames and a rather pretty chalice proudly snuggled into his photo album, as he makes lots of pretty silver things) to meet up with
mutualdesire and his Cambridge buddies for lunch. Eventually. At the Pick...something.Back via my love's workplace and then much debate over going out or not, then much debate over what to wear. We FINALLY arrived at ( the party ) A rather wonderful and fun chilled out evening ensued, which lead nicely onto Sunday. Thank you to the host and hostess (who looked gorgeous in her ivy).
What happened Sunday... oh yes. Very little. Phoenix Nights series 2 for a little while. Packing disgruntedly. Watching May. Very Sunday! :)
Then back here far earlier than is fair. The train didn't have the decency to be late or anything. No-one interesting on the train. Missed the no. 35 by moments so had to hold out in The Newt for the next one. Just... meh. There was some really sad, miserable news too. Not directly involving me, but friends. You know, it doesn't matter how much I wish I could make it all ok, I know I can't. It's so frustrating!
I'm feeling rather sleepy now so off to bed... gn'ite and I hope your weekend was as wonderful as mine minus the bad bits!
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