I used to use brinkster.com. The address wasn't so instrumental in my choosing to stay there for the time that I did as the distinct lack in advertising was. shrug. Just looking for an excuse to sign your guestbook, maybe.

_{3:30 pm - Tuesday,April 23, 2002}

you make everyday life worth reading about.

_{1:11 am - Monday,April 22, 2002}

how *have* you been...? well. answer that, but skip the 'how'. i dont think the 'how' is making anyone very happy just now/yet. and i'm sorry. i retract my comment about 'jo' being a beautiful name. to me? mud- but maybe just as honest. dont you hate this? and everyone keeps saying 'balance', 'find a balance'... anyhow. don't go too far this summer? i heart you like mad, hunny. :`)

_{5:48 pm - Friday,April 19, 2002}

Hey Chris, Just wanted to let you know that I am still checking up on you! You are a great person and i'm just letting you know that I am here for you. Even if I have been acting a little strange these past couple of weeks! Well I suppose I shall talk to you later. Luv ya lots!

_{1:39 pm - Friday,April 19, 2002}

cal thinks that i have died. i am not sure, but this seems plausible--chris. i wish i could make you understand. i wish you could've been there, known what it felt like to asphyxiate, on nothing more than air. i don't know anymore. everything is two-dimensional and i get paranoid that i'm not breathing. i can't remember before the fall, just opening my eyes to see the floor facing my palms and suddenly i *understood*. please, delete this (erasure). i can't tell if this is a delusion of grandeur or if it's something real. but i don't know what that means anyways. i feel like the whole world has stopped believing in me. i am sorry to ever have believed. it feels like i've been lying for a long time, but the ones i remember telling involve a basketball & a broken vase, not the stuff scandals are made of. who was lying first anyways? i can't tell. i haven't cried in a long time. i want to lock myself into a small closet and scream for help at the top of my lungs because i am so deathly afraid of someone hearing me, what i am trying to say. (maybe that was my first lie) if i ever got a tattoo, it would be in the palm of my hand. when i died i would want them to bury me with my palms facing upwards as if they were catching rain; it would be one word long: truth.

_{0:11 am - Thursday,April 18, 2002}

Happy Birthday! Even if I missed it! Oh well, either way. Happy Birthday, and talk to you later!

_{4:36 am - Monday,April 1, 2002}

just letting you know.. that i read. *shifty eyes.*

_{12:33 am - Saturday,March 30, 2002}

i wish i was looking at those stars, too. it sounds so nice. it's too bright here to see any stars most nights. i really like your writing.

_{12:52 am - Tuesday,March 19, 2002}

Poo Poo Poo Poo Poo Poo Poo Poo Poo Poo I like your journal chris. it is happy fun goodness. i know where you live. hahahahahahaha! <b>does html work in this message?</b> i don't know, <i>why don't i find out?</i> I have class soon, 'studies in the 19th century - ghost stories' and it's pretty neat. i should study the paranormal and camp out in old castles with a lot of electrical equipment. that would be interesting. too bad castles are cold.

_{11:07 am - Tuesday,March 19, 2002}

I like, I like. The writing, the layout, the everything, all very nice. Take care, and all of that other good stuff.

_{1:43 am - Sunday,March 17, 2002}