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| I'm posting...but, it would be sweet to actually write something of substance.
nah.
love, patrick
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| Do you ever feel like your life is going in slow motion? For the past couple of months, I feel as if I'm wading through a hazy, sticky mess of a life. Last week seems like ages ago. And yet, it was just last week...I wasn't like this at the beginning of the year--I was excited for school to start and I didn't realize how much I would miss the summer. This summer was truly wonderful. I don't really know where this post is going, I just thought I should say something on this God-forsaken blogging device. Hmmm, how about something reliable: poodles to that girl who's helping out with the play/has funny boy drama. poodles to that boy who I don't see anymore. I wish we could hang out. poodles to that boy who I always pretend not to care about in public. poodles to that girl who good thoughts in youth group discussions. poodles to my sophomore girl churchies who are just TOO cool. poodles to that boy who I pretend not to be the brother of. poodles to my monkey brother. Musical? Yes? No? patrick | | |
| Yes, the Xanga Renaissance is upon us. Grab your keyboards and mice and fight the evil forces of the "Top 8," "mini-feeds," and the ambiguous "poke." Let's go back to what we know and love.
Back to what we poured out our emotional, political, and comedic souls to. Back to what we actually read what our friends had to say on. Back to what we once knew like the back of our hand. Back to what we all learned how to blog on. Back to what made it so easy. Back to basics. patrick | | |
| I'm glad that my terrible week is over. I think I'll be focusing on Facebook now. Tee-hee. Sorry Xanga. I never thought I'd leave. I criticized those who left you. And now I'm one of them.
How unceremonious.
patrick
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