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hey darlin, i know you never update but i wanted to say hi and that i was just thinking of you! i still have the post card you sent me like a million years ago. incase you ever come back or would like to read the info you will no require [unfortunately for now] is nomore/freaks. take care lovey!

from discodave :

A weegie through location, rather than birth, but I'm up for it (although my liver is quivering with fear). Dxx

from discodave :

Thanks for the postcard, sweetheart - I'd kinda like a koala - a stoner pet (I loved the one in Tank Girl). Dxx

from neangel :

ahh got it! i kind of thought so. i've been reading both you & hers site since well before it happened. good luck w/ this new one! all the best!

from ladyvivien :

just saw the picture on your profile. kisses...

from heyjuderevu :

I'm kicking it on the reviewer arena at Hey Jude Reviews and wanted to invite you to be reviewed! - Love Christy [brdwaybebe]

from opulence :

From today untill my next update I will be locking my diary username= exotic password=poppy

from neangel :

love the hepburn la�out!

from makavelli :

I agree...I hate looking stupid as well. But as long as you have self respect then screw what anyone else thinks.

from new-moon :

I'd just like to say I love Audrey Hepburn.

from ladyvivien :

Not to be pedantic, but actually *you* made the potato scones. I just watched.

from ladyvivien :

I did cry. Often and in public. Boss is henceforth known as Bastard McGitface

from kymee :

Probably in lower Mongolia - bloody guestbook - grrrrr.

from ladyvivien :

*volunteers*

from discodave :

Oh lord - what the hell is the Grim Peaper of the soul? Me and my typos... Dxx

from ladyvivien :

Um. Burst ovaries = notgood. Don't worry me. MSN still in a blissful state of unworking.

from discodave :

Aye, I probably will - though not till after 10 tonight - work beckons like the Grim Peaper of the Soul. Dxx

from raven72d :

A stupid tartan uniform? Now how did *that* happen?

from ladyvivien :

Ah, ill-advised text messaging. *smirks*

from kb8 :

Hi-Will you take my survey?

from maralisa :

Your bathroom is toasty-warm :)

from livingwreck :

Hope you feel better...(Tried posting in your gbook but it wouldn't work. Could be me though....lol)

from maralisa :

"Boy" :p

from silly-moose :

Hi Lola, I left you a note a couple of days ago saying how fab your diary is. Well, just to let you know that I've now read all of it and it still rocks! I feel as though I can identify with you in a lot of things - you're an inspiration. Email me if you'd like, i'd love to hear from you. Love Lisa xx

from lezbian :

I just wanted to let you know that I read your diary. Check mine out if you'd like :)

from raven72d :

San Francisco? I hope that goes well!

from anne-hardy :

Just to let you know, that when things are tough, there is always someone reading. Hope you feel a long term kind of better soon x

from maralisa :

username=passport, password=control xx

from neuroticaa :

mmmm... i used to be *obsessed* with Richie Sambora ;)

from raven72d :

A pity I'm not in London... I'd love to visit the housewarming party.

from untoward :

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from raven72d :

Joyeux Noel, girl!!

from raven72d :

Should people be exiled to the Andaman islands for writing "rawk"...as in "Avril just rawks!"...? As much as I loathe the vile Cthulhoid Andamaners...dropping in people who write "rawk" seems...excessive.

from queenbotch :

I sorta know how you feel. I am the baby and the favorite of my family and you just expect them to be happy to see you and spend time with you. Right now is a busy time for people so maybe that has something to do with it.. I dont know...

from tenderbeauty :

My birthday is your birthday and your birthday is my birthday!!!!

from elliemulder :

To be fair, he is in nine to five every day for classes, and we weren't even close...

from raven72d :

Many thanks! I'll e-mail you an address!

from raven72d :

I haven't heard "Passion"... It's one I've missed, actually...

from raven72d :

My own favorite Sondheim shows-- Company, A Little Night Music, and the utterly obscure one about Japan... But I always love reading your entries...

from strwnab :

I can never name my favourite sondheim show...I just can't. I can barely name my favourite song...although I think of all time it must be Being Alive...and the way Bernadette sings it siiigh. I would pretty much kill to perform anything written by him.

from strwnab :

Stop worrying where you're going, Move on. If you can know where you're going, you've gone. Just keep moving on. I just got the not you left on my diary. IM me sometime. We'll talk Sondheim ;) And keep your chin up darling.

from raven72d :

Feel better, Lola... Scrambled egg on toast isn't a bad idea, either.

from raven72d :

I think I'll e-mail you a few of my personal essays/rants this weekend... Send me an e-mail to let me know what your current address for e-mail is...

from raven72d :

It sounds all so bizarre and complicated-- plastic keys, adding credit... I blame Attlee and Labour for such things.

from raven72d :

Despite reading many a Brit novel, the whole meter thing eludes me. Exactly how *does* it work? Just what does the "shilling in the meter" thing *do*??

from raven72d :

Well... I am a member of the Bar, however futilely. Get qualified as an attorney (or attroney), get business cards, and come join me to hunt pinstriped-miniskirt-suit-and-spike-heeled lovelies... And what *is* your boss like?

from raven72d :

One season when we're both successful attorneys (or attroneys)we'll sit over drinks and lament our luck with the girls we desire...

from raven72d :

Ice queens attract me, too... A girl who just personifies the word "sardonic" always attracts me.

from raven72d :

I like the thought of svelte, tall, elegant girls in things like a vur' severe man-tailored (mini-)skirt suit or trouser suit with nothing underneath... But, alas... I've been dropped from the Darwinian selection process. Young, lithe girls who *have* fancied me see me as a Thrill Park Ride: a safe way to briefly feel decadent, not a place to stay.

from raven72d :

Thanks for the thought... What do your girls wear for you? And what kinds of women are attracted to you?

from lostatbay :

oh and thanks for everything. >>krystal

from lostatbay :

ive been thinking i was something simple, like a picture of a star, or a galaxy, or a nebula. then the rest black. do you think you can do that, im just curious? >>krystal

from raven72d :

How is Legal Methods going? Those of us who don't own computers are rapidly becoming a despised and easily dismissed class...

from raven72d :

I've missed hearing from you... How's autumn in the big city? Oh-- a book, by the way: John Leonard, "Private Lives in the Imperial City". Lovely essays and vignettes.

from brainwashed3 :

i refound you hahah, thats cool

from lostatbay :

anything with matt damon i guess, my last picture was just of someone called madame hollywood, i guess a matt damon picture would be nice. krystal

from lostatbay :

i just love your diary, i was wondering could you help me make mine look like yours? if not thats fine. --krystal

from torch :

Cheers for the advice. Hopefully I won't scare them too much x Torch

from raven72d :

The Psyduck embodies all the qualities I've admired in my life. He's vur' pleasant but...perplexed. And quite pettable. [Did you get the int'l law paper I e-mailed you?]

from raven72d :

Here is the Psyduck Song, which I often sing while driving or while xeroxing handouts for my students: "I like the Psyduck/ The Psyduck likes me, too./ I like the Psyduck,/ He often glows bright blue." And of course I have a Psyduck stuffling on my desk at home.

from no-answers :

Ack! Changing rooms are so unbelievably evil.... I particularly hate the ones with curtains instead of doors. Who thought that would be a good idea?

from raven72d :

Haggis... I do recall those bad 1950s sci-fi films where the giant haggis would rampage through Edinburgh... I used to tell students that the Scots either ate, wore, worshipped, or mated with haggis, I just wasn't sure which. Of course, I do come from the land of boudin and andouille, so haggis may not be so dreadful in comparison...

from raven72d :

Why, thank you, lovely and clever Scots lesbian girl!

from raven72d :

Why I even think about this, I don't know... But when I was nine or ten, there in a suburban neighborhood outside New Orleans, every afternoon at dusk one autumn someone a street or two behind our house would play bagpipes... There at dusk-- half an hour of pipes music would echo through the quarter-acre lots and tract houses... I never knew who might've been playing or even exactly where they were... But the memory has stayed with me all these years...

from raven72d :

Knots baffle me... Much like HTML. But I *do* know all about how to use a sextant...

from urban-faerie :

Wow I just saw a banner for you on the top of the page. :D I never see people I know so I just thought I'd say, 'cos I thought it was cool. Yay.

from goodhands :

Barry Manilow, Billy Joel, daddy... they all rust in oxygen and this You know. and you're not really, are you>? you theatrical garden of quiet you. svelt. dry warmth. cool glass with a perfect ice cube. long glistening rails into a mist of autumn,immersed into a chance book from the used book shop with the special loss for you. you. you. no wonder you have to lie. you are a whole country. all the rest are barges. there are mountains that echo your innermost look, small figures drink cool water as your gift. there are candles, there are chocolates, there are tantrums, and kickings in the closet, but, after all that, you continue to be .. courageous, a beautiful mirage, a chance breath, the long voyage into soft varied colors, the quiet of where you truly live, like a raindrop in Tibet into a lake of sunset fire and amazement and remembered prayers, you are free. frightening, isn't it? so, you play. many flags in a breeze, melodies, gatherings, seasons, snowfalls, shoes, trolleys, shoulders, ships, and tears. your bed carries your perfume, the pillow where you have a face that only your parents know, a face that seems put-on when you know you're using it, a face that seems awkward and applauded and so confuses you, but it is none of those but the one that is free when on its own, without awkwardness or applause, free with a yawny smile, the kitty purrs, the stars pass over. the problem is the morning, the blaring, the nagging clocks, the greasy-lipped passers-by, the rainfed dogs in the littered bushes, military traffic lights, downspouts, pens and telephones, windows that you never touch and do not want to look through, the tearing of the melody into pieces of the business which you have never yet believed necessary maturation to your inner sun, ineluctable, waiting. your inner sun. forgivable for its majesty, broad in rainfall for each crop, endless in its morning glory, noontime tiredness, evening reverie of movements. everything you lie is none but that, a lie. there is no bio-science, there are no women, there is no anger, there is no frozen love or danger. or Barry Manilow, which was someone else's game. there are only stars to know the wish of, and the giving up of planetary days. you have an inner sun. for this, you pay. not necessary, in your solitary way. right.., now i have to brush off the cigarette ashes and dandruff off of my shit-stained pants and skin another zebra for the trade in order to have enough money for the whiskey in the Rover. and i have this wound that won't heal. go to bed. and be quiet.

from glitterscars :

Jaysus woman, your banner is everywhere! In TWO windows I've got open at the moment!!

from raven72d :

Jazz... try Miles Davis' "Sketches of Spain"... hauntingly lovely.

from raven72d :

So, girl-- what are your favorite jazz pieces?

from duh-knees :

i think the first entry was a private one. hmm. anyway, dont worry about it. :)

from patw-21 :

meow meow, very nice

from leiascully :

Saw your banner and had to click. Love the girly layout :D

from duh-knees :

i quoted you in my diary. i hope you dont mind. :)

from raven72d :

I must say I envy you for one thing-- I have no idea what a Winamp is, let alone how to fix a broadband.

from raven72d :

I have to agree with you: when in London, I prefer finding actual fish'n'chips (though they don't come in newspaper any more, alas)to falafel or endless ranks of takeaway curry places. American turistas? Hmmm... When I'm overseas it's generally working or doing things academic, so I've never been an actual turista. But tourists in general (I have a special corner of Hell reserved for German tourists, by the way)are exasperating. Beyond that-- I enjoy your diary. A truly sardonic worldview is always a delight.

from brainwashed3 :

hi, my nayme i kitti, or katherine, or kat, or danny, or anything that you would like to call me... i was looking in many diaries, and i found you... fun, but thats not the best part, the best part is... **wispers** i want to be your friend... well that is all... loves. kitti

from ed-is-dead :

Hi! this is brechtaholics new username...byee

from leiascully :

American tourists *are* stupid. No offense taken :D

from kymee :

Maybe I should check my notes more often, eh? Thanks for that - it was Julie Walter's name I was looking for *l* How could I forget that,eh? I hope you feel less grumpity grouchy today :O)

from torch :

Hey...I had the exact same problem. I could read and write before I went to school and confused the teachers further when they discovered I was left handed! By the time I was 10 I'd turned into a smug little bugger "I've got the reading age of a 16 year old!" I'd tell everyone who'd listen. No wonder I ended up as an outsider. But at the end of the day it's nothing to be ashamed of...

from urban-faerie :

I just joined your waffle crap ring, since I do much waffling of crap. Also I wanted to say I agree with you about it being completely out of order about mobbing the suspects for Holly and Jessica, I mean sure you could be upset for the wee girls and their familes but things like that just make it worse, I think. Our local paper is full of it all too since they're from Grimsby, apparently people have been lobbing rocks at the woman's mother, for fuck's sake!

from queenbotch :

hey..I like your diary, I was just looking around the place.. pretty nifty in here :o)

from glitterscars :

I was in a weird place on Friday and updated more than usual. Gold member toys are fun. I gonna go make some WEBRINGS!!

from glitterscars :

ha ha! So not... Did you read my scary you-stalking entry from Friday? I don't think you were online that day. Now... if they don't let me fix my buddy list I'm going to SCREAM!!

from torch :

Yes, slap the smug people. They deserve it.

from leiascully :

I think it's a conspiracy. :/

from leiascully :

Pretty layout :)

from enidhere :

Thanks for adding me to your favs!

from enidhere :

You have such a clever way of putting things in your diary...the ups & downs of life.

from glitterscars :

Baba can we talk gold membership? As in, you sign me up and I'll mail you a cheque? Cause I'm feeling in my water Diaryland's gonna shut down and I'd die, I'd really die...

from glitterscars :

Now you've had your moment of revelling, I'll break it to you that I first read Sylvia Plath's poetry about two year ago and The Bell Jar has been part of the unread heap on my bedroom floor for about six months. Heh.

from glitterscars :

Fuck, I thought you could do html in here... must look like a total arse now... poo...

from glitterscars :

*sings some cheesy little song about best friends and how great they are* Posted you a lil package today, watch your mail... and it's not even <i>your</i> birthday this week!! Ammint I wonderful? *skips out sprinkling pixie dust in her wake*

from urban-faerie :

Thank you Lola v. much for making the rings. :D *happy* I have joined them and I'll make some pretty codes for them later, I'm going away for a few days and won't have a computer so I'll do it when I get back. Heh, cheers Lisa-Marie for the note down there (why are they up, left and right but no down arrows?! grr) Anyway thank you lots. :) Helen xxx

from glitterscars :

Shweedie, any chance you could create Kenickie and Lene Marlin diary-rings for Helen (urban-faerie)? You get 12...

from glitterscars :

Abused? One negative comment does not equal abused. Someone feeling overly dramatic today? *g* I had a run in with that matildaciccio one Sunday afternoon, most amusing...

from no-fear1204 :

Wham rock!

from glitterscars :

Well I've never done one before, but I'll see what I can do...

from how-i-lie :

i'm too good to you people, i really am... your diary now looks better than mine :( just realised i'm still logged in as you, this must look really retarded but oh well. you know it's not from you, don't you?!

from glitterscars :

boredom-fuelled new look for you... completely ripped off another one i did but btter nonetheless... http://www.geocities.com/pixie_chicklet//lolielolie.html

from glitterscars :

See if you ever need a co-reviewer, give me a shout... i spend hours a day reading these things anyway...

from spreewitch :

http://members.diaryland.com/edit/addpub.phtml?user=spreewitch Do what the prompt tells you: voice your opinion, bitch, complain...say what you think!

from glitterscars :

The purple text colour looks SOOOOOO much better!! You rawk more than a pixie with a drum-kit :)

from gonethedream :

well i don't have much free time a the moment so i just re-did your image and uploaded that - didn't even have to touch the html!! hope it looks okay -Pixie xx

from glitterscars :

meh, the diaryring codes don't work!! spoils the look of it... grrr... i should be doing tax *pout*

from smartie6903 :

Hi...I just noticed you signed my notes. Thanks for making me one of your favorites, although it'd mean more if you actually spelt the name right. Anywho, do you have aol im or anything like that?? We should talk some time. I gots to get going. Later

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