h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

Not sure if you've really been gone, actually... anyway, after your re-appearance on MotMV I thought I should drop by here and say hi. So hi!
Love your PS, by the way. Very neat (and what I've seen of your jornal was incredible).

Hey, HI! And thanks. Yeah, I was in the middle of shifting my webpage from one site to another, so I put some of the stuff here. And then just kinda left it. So my ps has more than anyone could ever really want to know.

Anyway, came and went alot over the past few months. Things have been up in the air until recently, so now I have more time to ...waste. eh.

Anyway, thanks again, and umm... loved your space, too!
(*Note to self: visit her space...*)

And you'd have to read the whole thing too, because I did.

You seem surprised though... I recently discovered that I really like going to people's PSs and saying hello. Much easier here than on RL, that's for sure!

Suddenly reminded of this.

I love you.

Thanks for saying hi. And for reading everything. Even the stuff between the lines.

I love you.

I love you.

I was going to post here too, but forgot... glad you did.

Funny, the way things go. What did we know, then?
Not the stuff between the lines, that's for sure. Not yet.


Easier than in RL... yes and no, I guess. Was at first. Hurts as hell now.

Funny, reading what you wrote here, now that I know all that I know, it's different...

Like >>Things have been up in the air until recently<<. Even if you just said that, I can't help now but think about what you _have_ decided, some time before that, about not seeing your next birthday.

Jeez.
I remember reading those online poems you posted a link too, and thinking that 'Isolation' would have worked much better without that ending - thought that it was an uncalled-for attempt for provocation.
I didn't know... I didn't know. Yet.
I love you so much.



Actually, that reminds me of something. Your thread with Alison is probably your oldest running converstion here; a while ago I looked at it, and saw this: F128790?thread=297957#p3872167
Were you lying to her?

All the posts from that time (and a while after) are so strange. Understandable, of course... but even with what I know now, things still don't exactly make sense.


You'll tell me someday?


I should get going.
I love you.

That time again, babe.

Thanks. For everything.

I love you.

Yeah. Two years.

I love you, Dan.



Thanks for everything, too. Not as drastic as your case, but you've done so much for me. You're amazing. I love you.

I love you, Yael.
I really feel, most of the time, that I'm moving forward, and it feels great. And I would never have done so without you.


You make me feel great.

Looking forward to a year from now, reading this, and thinking how far I've come.


I love you.

I love you too.

At work right now (before going to my other work today), and I have Skype, but you're offline. So this seemed like a good place to leave a message.



I know you've gone a long way. Even if others (like my parents) can't always see it. It's hard to explain that process. But I can see that you're on the right track, and I know what you are capable of, and I believe in you.

And I have gone a long way, too. And it's also thanks to you. You make feel like I can do everything. Even that PhD thing.

I love you, Dan.

Good night.

Darn, missed this yesterday... remembered the 12th, but that's the Molotov start date. (I'll post there too, just to keep the tradition going)

Five years. Can you believe that?

Five years. And counting.


I love you.

Haven't posted in here for a while, but hey, a decade is kind of a big thing. Even if you're not really around anymore (so won't see this unless I tell you to come look), it felt like I should mark this date.

And yeah, I got a bit confused again, this time in the other direction. Molotov Day is tomorrow. But, hey, it almost _is_ tomorrow, right now... in an hour, I'll get your reminder to go to bed. And I will. And will probably have a good night, and maybe even dream of you.



God, I miss you.

I love you, Dan.