I've been trying to get into things with LJ again, and im curious to what people think about this situation....

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Well, when I saw him at our friends 21st birthday party, we talked a little bit, asked me about the camera i let him borrow so he could update his pictures from the missions trip, then asked me how his mom was, which i told him -- he smiled at me when he said he saw the gift i got the kittens. Also, when others asked about my car accident (I got in before aaron went to the missions trip) he was listening to the convo...he heard us talking about going to Sea World and said he wanted to go, so i invited him (I was gonna go with our friend Becca) and then he made sure i knew when his birthday was (which is good i wanted to know anyway, im plotting for his birthday) we then talked after i left the party till 11:17pm, about certain things as well as serious, meaning how i told him i wouldnt put any pain on him if the car accident i was in that i was hurt worse to would have made it worse for him. i asked him if he wanted me to call after i got out of work, and he said yes.

Yesterday, he texted me to let me know of what happened at church, and we got into talking about some random things -- then all of a sudden he said something to me to keep quiet, and I found out our one pastor isnt doing our Young adult thing anymore. I thanked him for telling me ahead of time-- he txted back I just didnt want to see you crying on Tuesday lol

I joked with him in the text, but the more i think about it, granted he was passive, but does he really care enough to where he didnt want to see me crying on Tuesday so he didnt have to see me hurting? Or was it just him picking on me? Hes been very understanding at times, and it seems like he really appreciates me, its hard to know totally because ive never had a really good guy friend like this-- or even per say a boyfriend. i've been taking it easy, not trying to push him, but.. i just am not sure. Any ideas?

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You can find my thoughts on the film adaption of book 6 here: http://www.examiner.com/x-3859-Hartford-Books-Examiner~y2009m7d20-Harry-Potter-and-the-HalfBlood-Prince-From-book-to-film. If you've seen the movie, I'm sure you have an opinion. Please share!

John

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Anyway, I met this awesome guy. I got on the bus, and this kid, I think around my age, with a guitar. He couldn't find his transfer ticket, or money, so I gave him two bucks to get a bus ticket. He sat next to me on the bus, introduced himself, and we talked easily about random crap the 10 blocks to Keith's apartment.

I didn't get his number.

I want to find him, but I don't know much about him.

- His name is Eli.
- He grew up around LA.
- He moved to Utah at the beginning of high school because his dad is in the army.
- He finished high school.
- He plays acoustic shows downtown a bit
- I assume he's between the ages of 18-21, I don't think he can be much older. But he might be up to 22.
- I assume he's from Provo, UT because he mentioned going to Provo from a show.

How can I find him?????
It's hopeless.
God, just my luck, eh?

ok so this is a letter i wrote to a guy who means a lot to me. ive know him about 3 years or so. we have always been on and off. and lately more off then on. so thats why i wrote this to him. i have yet to get a reply from him besides a 'grow up'. which i got today. we dont really spend that much time together other then on his terms. but did date a long time ago when we first met. ended up breaking up and dating other ppl. but ive recently moved back into the area and have always maintained a friendship with him. he obviously knows now how i feel but hides his feelings. which is why i think he hasnt said anything about it. id just like to know if anyone can give me any insight maybe on his thoughts. im sort of afraid to ask for fear of rejection. bbbuttttt i want to know. so read on --->
Hmm .. where to start .. where to start. Well I guess I’ll start with the most obvious, I love you. The three simplest words I can tell you but should hold the most meaning. I don't know what it is about you. Your odd sense of humor, your quirky sense of style, your charisma, charm, or how you seem to be the social center of a room no matter where you are. I love everything about you. Your intelligent and smart. And to me absolutely perfect. Perfect in every way except when it comes to me. I've known you for a little over three years. Wow, how time has changed things hasn't it? And its funny I remember all of it, all of us, even from the beginning. Working late walking through my apartment door, and right away turning on my computer. Laying on my couch, talking with you for hours. Amazing to think how much has changed. Maybe roles have reversed, maybe it is timing like you say, or maybe your just not that into me. *sigh* Or maybe your just not that into me. Reading it, writing it, feeling those seven words is an unimaginable feeling. It hurts my heart, my head, my whole body quivers with my own unrelenting yet realistic choice of words. I've tried and failed at ridding myself of this wondrous feeling I have for you. Being away, involving and consuming myself in the business of life, family, friends, and removing you from every ounce of electronic equipment I own. But it doesn't work. It doesn't solve anything. It doesn't make my love for you any less. Because there you are. In my thoughts and constantly in my dreams. And o how wonderful those dreams are. Nothing out of the ordinary or unrealistic. Normalcy you and I. It always worked. It always fit, perfectly, just like a puzzle. Like we were made or chosen for one another. Made to fit together. Like it was suppose to happen for us. But that's what makes them a dream. Because when I awake in the morning its not you there lying next to me, gently giving me a kiss as to say 'good morning'. Its not your love and devotion I feel upon opening my eyes. Its emptiness. A lost conversation. A few meaningless uncaring and sometimes unkind words to remind me of you. To remind me of the undeniable thoughtless love, loyalty, and trust I have for you. But it seems I am alone in what should be a gleeful, joyous feeling of love and friendship. Oo to be young and in love. The harmonious sound of those few words. Perfection. Almost as if its easily attainable, the perfect place to be. To live. That's where I'd like to be forever. Completely, utterly, incandescently happy. Happiness. I see it when I look at you. When I think of all the passionate caring moments we've shared. Lying next to one another. Silence enough to hear nothing but the sound of each breath you take and the hypnotic beating of your heart. My perfect place. Perfect because above everything else it feels absolutely right. Where I should be. Where I want to be. In your heart, your mind. In the air you breathe, in the moments your alone or within company. That's where you are for me. In every aspect, every part of everything I accomplish in life. I look forward to those single, solitary, short moments I share with you. My heart, my soul mate, my forever friend. And that is where you shall stay, all of eternity. In that single solitary place in my heart I keep for you. Again these three meaningful words I shall utter again: I love you. And o how much I love you. But know I can no longer put myself through the agony of your love and the care I have for you. I'm not asking for you to proclaim your love as I so thoughtlessly have. All I would like from you is consistency. Be affirmative in your thoughts and actions. But also be open. I am no judge and there is no jury. I want to know your thoughts your reason your emotion. Nonsensical and comical, day or night, I'm here for you and all that you are, all that think, you speak, and all that you do. Good or bad, right or wrong. Life isn't about the destination its about the journey to get there. I hope you can take the kind words I have written for you and appreciate them for the thought, meaning and love I used to put them together. I expect nothing in return for what I have just given you. But if this, any of this, is worth it to you know it will be greatly reciprocated with kind, caring, compassionate, thoughtless love. ♥ ♥ ♥ .
any feedback would be awesome. thanks !

There is a moth in my flat.

It's rather big, like 1.5" square. I think I have also injured it. 

How can i kill/ get rid of it?



p.s I have a fear of moths. My Boyfriend has just left for Germany.

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The fake-cuts lead to the reviews and details :)

Revelation by C.J.Sansom
Enterprise: The First Adventure by Vonda McIntyre
Star Trek: Strangers form the Sky by Margret Wander Bonanno
Star Trek XI by Alan Dean Foster
Firestarter by Stephen King
Star Trek: The Final Frontier by Diane Carey
Wintersmith by Terry Pratchett
The Lady and the Unicorn by Tracy Chevalier
The English Patient by Michael Ondaatje
Superstition by David Ambrose


Cross-posted like crazy, i.e. to 50bookchallenge, bookshare, bookss & bookish.

I've got a Taking Back Sunday ticket for the 31st July at Cardiff Uni. I can't go any more because I'll be making my way across France and I don't get back in time.

£15 (face value)

Does anyone want it?

So I'm trying to help a friend who wants to be a famous musician one day, so I'm trying to promote his work.

Here's a link to his page (not on LJ).
So if there's a mistake in posting this, please let me know. Thanks!

M.J. Eames, a one man band

You know you've been spending too much time on the Internet when you start referring to real life as "being offline."


So LJ UK, can you come up with any more? :D Try make some up.

This is just one of those 'ripples' from the event of 2000-01; I've never really been able to form a permanent relation with anyone. You already know that; what I'm trying to say, is that because of this, I'm a free person. I'm not tied down, making it easier to pack up and ship out, and not worry about who I'm leaving behind. At the moment I've got a council flat, but it's just a roof over my head, that's all; it doesn't feel like home and, I doubt that anywhere I go to will be more than just a roof. The thing is, once I'm with my partner in Swindon, how long will I want to stay before I want to move on again...?

Title: My Sister's Keeper
Author: Jodi Picoult
Genre: Drama
Pages: Amazon.com says 448, but the book is actually 500. Weird! Well, it was the PB edition with a white background and the three actresses from the movie on the cover, if you're interested.
My Rating: 4/5

Premise: The story follows a family whose middle child, Kate, was diagnosed with APL Leukemia when she was two. The parents decided to 'engineer' another daughter who would be a perfect donor match. At thirteen, Anna drops the bombshell that she wants to sue her parents for medical emancipation. If she's granted emancipation and doesn't donate her kidney to her sister, Kate may die (but she also may die even after the transplant). The story follows a couple of weeks in their lives and also the background of Kate's diagnosis and journey with cancer.

My Review: Well, I enjoyed it. Picoult's writing is emotionally charged, her characters real, and the situation is heartbreaking. I thought it did drag on at points. I just wanted to get to the end! I also thought the storyline between Campbell and Julia was kind of pointless and reeked of a cheesy romance novel. The ending was all right, but, from what I'm heard of the movie, I might like the movie's better. I would recommend this to anyone, but I would let them know that it's a little long. I think the strongest point of the book were the characters: they all seemed so real to me (even if I could have done without Julia, she was cool) and their struggles poignant.

I wouldn't be surprised if this was reviewed before, but I wanted to put my two cents in!

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Week seventy-five - July 2009

Had a dream that I was given millions of pounds to make a Hollywood movie.




But I just dressed up my gimp mate like a complete div and laughed till I burst.




Then I dressed up Boyd Hilton from Heat magazine and Steve Merchant had a moustache.




Then Ralph Fiennes from Schindler's List turned up and was really brilliant and took me seriously as a director and everything.




Imagine that.

SERIOUSLY.

I have had this movie on dvd for ages, and not watched it. (Did see it at the cinema when it came out though) I always remember how lovely the costumes were in this movie. I know how much my co-mod likes them too ;)

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