tea berry-blue

This weekend, I spent some time sorting and packing up books that have been living at my parents’, so they can take the trek from Connecticut to my apartment that actually has space for books in Queens.

While doing this, I found a diary from 1984. Let’s just get this straight. In 1984, I was 6 years old.

There were only two pages in the entire diary filled out. I scanned them in so you could see.

Those are the only pages I filled in the entire book. Draw what conclusions you will.

Mirrored from Antagonia.net.

(Transcription: “Peace is not the product of terror or fear. Peace is not the silence of cemeteries. Peace is not the silent result of violent repression. Peace is dynamism. peace is generosity. It is a right and it is a duty.” -Father Óscar Romero)

Mirrored from Antagonia.net.

Some of you, I am certain, like to have fun on your birthdays (or in this case, the day before your birthday). If that is the case, I would encourage you to go to a more cheerful website, such as this one, or, perhaps, to a site featuring fluffy kitties and now and then bunnies, such as this. Under no uncertain circumstances, and especially if you are liret, should you ever look beneath the cut, for that way lies doom and destruction and you will be very, very sorry. After having seen the contents of this lj-cut, I could not sleep for weeks due to the morose and moribund nightmares.

( birthday, which in this case means a day on which you mark the anniversary of your miserable and doleful existence )

Some of you, I am certain, like to have fun on your birthdays (or in this case, the day before your birthday). If that is the case, I would encourage you to go to a more cheerful website, such as this one, or, perhaps, to a site featuring fluffy kitties and now and then bunnies, such as this. Under no uncertain circumstances, and especially if you are liret, should you ever look beneath the cut, for that way lies doom and destruction and you will be very, very sorry. After having seen the contents of this lj-cut, I could not sleep for weeks due to the morose and moribund nightmares.

( birthday, which in this case means a day on which you mark the anniversary of your miserable and doleful existence )

Many Happy Returns!

i know i promised you this a while ago...i figured i should get it done for your b-day!

( happy birthday, rick! )

i know i promised you this a while ago...i figured i should get it done for your b-day!

( happy birthday, rick! )