Aug. 6th, 2002
Every now and then, something happens in your life that makes you pull out things you'd forgotten, and wish you hadn't. You drag them out from under the big, metaphorical bed of your life, slay a hundred thousand metaphorical dustbunnies, and put it back up on the shelf at easy reach.
Translation: Look, I found my LiveJournal Password!
But, no. Really. Moving seems to get rid of emotional clutter as well as all that crap rotting at the bottom of your fridge. So I'm trying to dig back up the friends that really matter, and make sure I keep in touch with them - or regain touch with the ones that I've lost. *sniffle* I love you guys, and I'm sorry for disappearing. Smack me around, next time.
Now. Let's click a few options, putter with my account, and see what in God's name a 'Juicy Alien Face' is...