What a wonderful delight - the Core Four are back and typing about their lives. Nothing makes my day quite like reading a fresh entry - or two even! - from Tricia AND Traci AND Jans. Nothing compares. Especially Jans; that was what, a two, maybe three month difference between entries? It made me sad, but I checked as often as I thought of it. What a tremendous treat to click your link and find my name invoked in the first sentence - I'll be on a high from that for hours to come.
To the rest of you wondering what names I'm referring to, check on my links sidebar; the three of them and I used to live in three different cities and two different states (now three cities and three states), and our little-traveled blogs kept us connected. These girls are the reason why I started writing a blog at all; it's hard to imagine that I once was the worst at updating consistently...now I can't get enough of it, and I run out of stories to tell (which is saying alot for me...)
We all had a dry period, where two writers were mostly silent, one sporadically updated, and one pretty much as faithful as always. Then slowly, we all have wandering back for at least a spell. About a month ago I wandered over to Tricia's site and found, to my joy, a different layout AND two brand spankin' new entries to indulge in. And then today, finding Jansy's entries...it's such a feeling of dusting off the familiar camaraderie. Of course, it's very different now - our places in our lives are either changing or have already changed very very much. If you could compare the angst Tricia and I had against the male species last time around to our mentions of our boyfriends now...I laugh when I think of how close we were through our guy angst, and how (only 3 weeks apart)
we began dating and sharing that instead in a surreal change of emotion. And not just boys but just with...growing up. I take absolute delight watching each one of them emerge out of a hard place or a bad week; or when they acheive a triumph or aquire one more moral victory in their lives...I exalt in hearing about them, because I love them from afar. It's the closest I can get to sharing it with them, and I enjoy every second of it. It may be the only small piece I play in their lives, but it is a good piece to have.
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Hey--about that coffee: are you on campus MWF afternoons? Maybe we can meet next week?
you had my imagination going in places it shiouldn't
you wild lezbo you
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