Friend list Holocaust

2006-03-02T12:27:19Z

Almost all that I just removed have been on my list for some time. I hate having to give a reason as to why I took certain people off, but I know how some get easily offended and permanently butt hurt without justifications, so here's your peace of mind: the deciding factors were a) me feeling like we don't have enough in common to stay private blog buddies, b) loss of communication with people from my past, c) our level of trust was questionable, or d) some of you have simply made new journals and never got around to deleting the old user name. I'll let you decide which category best suits you.

Please spare me any drama that might follow this, including commenting about it on previous entries or emails asking "awwwww whyja remove me?! :("

If for some reason you'd like to continue reading occasional mind spews, visit my other blog.

Amor vincit omnia. <3

2006-03-01T09:56:26Z

My LJ keeps dying in a metaphorical sense. I still log on once in awhile to attempt catching up on my friends list, though I haven't commented in a LJ since, uh... mid December-ish? Mommy, where does the time go? It doesn't feel like three months...

Overall, life has been sexcellent. My, oh my. January was filled with friends and vacation. Miss Sara visited Las Vegas just after the New Year, it was awesome to finally meet her in person (we've been online buds for a little over four years). Aside from the usual stuff, Tyler and I visited Powder Mountain/Park City in Utah towards the end of January and also skied/snowboarded in Vail/Keystone in Colorado. It was nine days of partying and good food in high altitudes. Needless to say, we were both exhausted by the time we came home.

February's theme has been more focused on career and romance. For myself, I've been a motherfucking lap dance machine! Work, work, work, work, work, a day off to relax and clean, then back to work, work, work. Financial goals for the year ahead include: this cage, health insurance, pay off parental debt, and save $$$$ for a house. Tyler and I want to buy property and start gaining equity. To those who don't know me IRL, you have no idea how difficult it is for me to save money. My compulsive spending-like-a-stripper habit has been going strong for three years now, and it's a really tough one to break. It's been almost two months since I last went shopping, which is probably a new record come to think of it. But it's gotten so bad that it literally haunts me in my dreams when I see something I want and don't buy it. (Yeah. Shut the fuck up.)

What they say is true... love conquers all. I am an individual of self awareness, discovering the depths of my subconscious, reflecting on my past, trying to gain as much insight as possible, learning what I can from observing everyone and everything around me. To share my innermost thoughts, fantasies, and childhood secrets with someone is to share a part of myself that no one else can have. There are no boundaries of where I end and where Tyler begins, or vice verse. It's so amazing to see how our relationship has blossomed over the years, and I would go through the pains and trials we've had between us ten thousand times again if it meant reaching the plateau we're standing on today. Tyler has taught me so much about myself, patience, understanding, acceptance, and unconditional love. We will be celebrating our three year anniversary in a couple of weeks. :D Can you freakin' believe it?! These three years have flown by! It's interesting to think back... there was always an underlying magical familiarity in my connection with Tyler that I've recently come to acknowledge. When we officially considered ourselves to be a couple back in 2003, it felt like I had known him forever, as if we somehow grew up living in the same house. It was a very strange and new feeling at the time, but I completely understand it now. One part of it was my intuition letting me know "don't be scared to take a risk" and the other part was recognition of this beautiful soul to be my other half. The only thing I can really compare it to is déjà vu. It was simply meant to happen when it did. For me, love came into my life when I wasn't seeking it at all, yet needed it the most. And I shall forever cherish that.

Major changes are on the horizon for this LJ. Eventually I'll be converting this to an actual journal (better known as friends only), followed by a final cut on the friends list. One shouldn't feel obligated to censor themselves in a diary, and so I won't. I'm at a point where I desire a little more privacy on the net, as I've come to discover there are growing number of scumbags out there (local and non local) reading my personal journal. No longer, I say. You queefs all know who you are... if you still want more of my words to obsess about, then do so on my site blog where I can easily keep track of you.

Other than that, three months worth of photos will be posted as soon as I get around to resizing and watermarking them. However busy real life can get, I still think about some of you and wonder how the hell you're doing. :) I've missed you guys, but it's pretty safe to say I'll be jumping back to blogwhore mode in two flicks of a snake's tongue.

Often imitated, but never duplicated.

Friend list Holocaust

Amor vincit omnia. <3