if i get old i will not give in
and if i do, remind me of this
remind me that once i was free
once i was cool once i was me
and if i sit down and cross my arms
haunt me with truth then shut up
lock me out smash out my brains
if i take the chair or start to talk shit
if i get old remind me of this
the way that we kissed
and that i really meant it
whatever happens if we're still speaking
pick up the phone play me this song
radiohead, "A Reminder"
It wasn't without much wailing and gnashing of teeth. Two nights of silence, then two nights of having it out. She's read the blog and got stung. I haven't been communicating these things to her.
So as one thing ends, another begins. I've always had impulses to write, but they've been growing. I can't give up writing, but I can give up writing on the blog. I'll be putting my words into love letters home. Barring catastrophic disaster, this is db's last post.
Farewells, in Linkworthiness order:
Theresa/Lu: I shall miss the comic venting. If either of you should need a spare sense of humor, mine's hiding in the corner. Have at it.
Dawn: Do your best with the child, and don't forget we're only made stronger by hard trials.
Girl: Your wisdom and advice did not fall on deaf ears. The dog is happier with more exercise and less cage (though still poopin under the table), and the wife is happy again. I leave the free porn link to you.
Abby/Cammie/Lindsey: I'll miss your celebrity antics and unique allusions, but I'll know you've made it in a year when you're the new hostesses on BEST WEEK EVER.
JaG: lekker ding! Is that derogatory? You know me better than anyone else on here, and it beats me how. I didn't think I revealed that much. You're doing well with English and even better with JaB. Doesn't being in love rock? Hope you two end up like peanut butter and honey: inseparable.
Lindsey: Sounds like Amber's going to be pretty special to you -- it's special to all the men out there too. You fuel fantasies. Not that I'd know. Keep it up anyway. I leave the squirting blog link to you.
JeN: I've always felt you were laughing along with instead of at me, though I might be wrong. Good luck landing Angelina Jolie (or a look alike) in a lightly drunken stupor.
Miss Macy/Storm Rider: I saw I just got blogrolled there, and it was a boost to the ego. Here's an idea for you, and good luck to the two of you.
Kayten: Looks like things might be looking up; new car, fun weekend, etc. Hope it's the new norm.
So long, farewell, auf weidersehen goodnight.
PS: I got questions early on about Easter Eggs -- it was a hook, to get people to come back, and also to entertain my lyrical muscles. If you never used "View Source" to see the HTML, you don't know they were always listed right here at the bottom of the page. Here they are:
Easter Eggs:Challenge: hide anagrams in YOUR posts! It's harder than you think.
1) What a difference...TYLER DURDEN anagram
2) Ejaculation...hidden link
3-5) Go ahead, look for them+comments...haikus + iambic pentameter
6) Egad...hidden link
7) I've got to admit ... periods link to song + lyrics
8) Visions of roommates past ... final period to SPR
9) Death by Snoo Snoo ... HTML comment about IC Wiener