tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660764619120593708.post1356098445455994102..comments2023-09-29T05:42:23.751-07:00Comments on The Writing Center: Getting DitchedS.Morganhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11006369937884305697noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660764619120593708.post-4800814674832927222008-04-15T13:52:00.000-07:002008-04-15T13:52:00.000-07:00See? Ibodashia, moving toward Chan's way is in my ...See? Ibodashia, moving toward Chan's way is in my camp. It's just walking through the back door, wearing a disguise--like a black cape and sword. (I still believe in the tooth fairy.)<BR/>Hey, why are goodbyes so awkward anyway? I don't have a clue. This is me on the last day to send in taxes, not working on my taxes.S.Morganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11006369937884305697noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660764619120593708.post-11875234776280935232008-04-15T01:30:00.000-07:002008-04-15T01:30:00.000-07:00Maybe I'm not quite to that level where I don't be...Maybe I'm not quite to that level where I don't believe in goodbyes anymore. Maybe that's kind of like growing up and not believing in Santa Claus anymore. One day I'll be old enough to not believe in goodbyes. <BR/><BR/>And Chan, I like your approach to goodbyes. Next time we have to say bye...we won't.iBohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11943181297270155845noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660764619120593708.post-55998076359552927032008-04-14T20:52:00.000-07:002008-04-14T20:52:00.000-07:00OK, Crystal. Here goes an invitation. Accept it, ...OK, Crystal. Here goes an invitation. Accept it, and you should be able to post.<BR/>Nice picture IBO. <BR/>Matt, any chance at all we could talk you in to changing your picture? I've never asked anyone that, and certainly I wouldn't now either, but your pic is...so... uh... well... bad, as in snarling?And you're really not a snarly kind of person--except sometimes. But...you're welcome to have S.Morganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11006369937884305697noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660764619120593708.post-66326788450907910512008-04-14T19:49:00.000-07:002008-04-14T19:49:00.000-07:00okay, I have a gmail account...I don't know what e...okay, I have a gmail account...I don't know what email address to send it to, so I'll just post it right here:<BR/><BR/>faeriecrystals@gmail.comAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660764619120593708.post-53529152624467981792008-04-14T12:25:00.000-07:002008-04-14T12:25:00.000-07:00Correct. When you have done that, say so and I wil...Correct. When you have done that, say so and I will give you further directions on posting. Or you can just check a couple posts down, because Empo gave Jen some excellent posting directions.Chanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16906940679027657843noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660764619120593708.post-6243453263448128712008-04-14T01:07:00.000-07:002008-04-14T01:07:00.000-07:00I don't say good bye, as some of you noticed. Don'...I don't say good bye, as some of you noticed. Don't believe in them. We stand around, scraping rocks with our shoes, prolonging the yuk feeling, and it's a waste of time. I honestly believe real friends are not separated, except by time--which doesn't really exist anyway. It's an illusion. I rarely shake their hand. I just turn away and say, "I don't do good byes, ya know? Let's not go there." S.Morganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11006369937884305697noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660764619120593708.post-19916177092715579462008-04-14T00:08:00.000-07:002008-04-14T00:08:00.000-07:00Not that I'll post anything tonight...every few mi...Not that I'll post anything tonight...every few minutes, I hear my mom's voice drifting down the hallway: "Crystal. It's past midnight. Get off the computer and go to bed."<BR/><BR/>And if I don't go soon, pretty soon she'll come and hover behind me in her pink nightgown, and frown at me disapprovingly. Which is occasionally fun, but I am rather tired, so I guess I'll just go to bed.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660764619120593708.post-46624953433788991082008-04-14T00:05:00.000-07:002008-04-14T00:05:00.000-07:00I hate goodbyes. I should start doing what my sist...I hate goodbyes. I should start doing what my sister does, and just disappear when no one is looking. <BR/><BR/><BR/>I still can't figure out how to post a blog on here...I feel very unintelligent right now.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660764619120593708.post-65043552068110744572008-04-13T21:16:00.000-07:002008-04-13T21:16:00.000-07:00Here's how I say good-bye:"I'm sure I'll see you a...Here's how I say good-bye:<BR/><BR/>"I'm sure I'll see you again before you take off, we'll do good-byes then."<BR/><BR/>"Okay, we'll seeya then."<BR/><BR/>"Seeya then."<BR/><BR/>And then I avoid them because I don't want to do some awkward goodbye.Chanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16906940679027657843noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660764619120593708.post-30622321932761951192008-04-13T19:02:00.000-07:002008-04-13T19:02:00.000-07:00My parents must have known what they were doing wh...My parents must have known what they were doing when they named me Emily. The force must have guided them. When I was a little girl, I made a pact with my siblings that we would all marry someone with a Star Wars name. Basically what it meant was that we would all be marrying men named Luke since there aren't many Obi-Wans or Han Solos out there. My oldest sister stuck to the deal. She married a Brad & Emilyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07040158935481884184noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660764619120593708.post-62839828117817958582008-04-13T17:17:00.000-07:002008-04-13T17:17:00.000-07:00Yes Master EmPo. Of course it would.Haha that real...Yes Master EmPo. Of course it would.<BR/><BR/>Haha that really could pass for a Star Wars name. "Yoda" "EmPo" "Qui-Gon" yep, fits right in there.iBohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11943181297270155845noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660764619120593708.post-4573562459572387872008-04-13T14:45:00.000-07:002008-04-13T14:45:00.000-07:00If the same sociality exists in our next life, doe...If the same sociality exists in our next life, does this mean that I will be your mentor still, Ivor, my young Padawan Learner?Brad & Emilyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07040158935481884184noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7660764619120593708.post-4249945667314238242008-04-11T07:41:00.000-07:002008-04-11T07:41:00.000-07:00Loved that last line. I can just picture you scowl...Loved that last line. I can just picture you scowling at this kid in the Celestial Kingdom. Perfect image.Julie Mhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03784598839917727248noreply@blogger.com