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Jun. 19th, 2006 09:53 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sereneTo the nearest entry:
In my LJ one year ago: I was liking the work at Ikea, but my feet were hating it. I chose a street fair with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
someotherguy over sex. I alluded to making it through another anniversary (what would have been my anniversary with cute-poet-chick, usually an emotional time for me) without imploding (just did that again this week, of course, with only one crying jag). I blessed the chance to reconnect with lcohen.
In my LJ two years ago: I was hanging around the house getting over a stomach bug. Joy.
In my LJ three years ago: I wished a friend a happy birthday. I was having a really rough anniversary, but I was still really happy. I was callingintenselaura "the crush object". [Which made me think about the fact that I haven't really talked with her in months, and while that makes me sad on one level, it feels okay on another level, because she and I have always resisted putting any expectations on each other, which I think has preserved our comfort when we do connect.]
In my LJ four years ago: I wished the same friend a happy birthday.
In my LJ five years ago: Not on LJ yet. My first post was made on my 35th birthday, about a week after 9/11, and I don't mention 9/11 at all, only my birthday. This is weird, especially considering how glued to the whole thing cute-poet-chick and I were.
In my LJ one year ago: I was liking the work at Ikea, but my feet were hating it. I chose a street fair with
someotherguy over sex. I alluded to making it through another anniversary (what would have been my anniversary with cute-poet-chick, usually an emotional time for me) without imploding (just did that again this week, of course, with only one crying jag). I blessed the chance to reconnect with lcohen.In my LJ two years ago: I was hanging around the house getting over a stomach bug. Joy.
In my LJ three years ago: I wished a friend a happy birthday. I was having a really rough anniversary, but I was still really happy. I was calling
intenselaura "the crush object". [Which made me think about the fact that I haven't really talked with her in months, and while that makes me sad on one level, it feels okay on another level, because she and I have always resisted putting any expectations on each other, which I think has preserved our comfort when we do connect.]In my LJ four years ago: I wished the same friend a happy birthday.
In my LJ five years ago: Not on LJ yet. My first post was made on my 35th birthday, about a week after 9/11, and I don't mention 9/11 at all, only my birthday. This is weird, especially considering how glued to the whole thing cute-poet-chick and I were.