far too emotional as it is and every little thing is just making it worse.
I got a package from chad today with one of the things I left behind in Seattle (shot glass for my brother) 4 more antenna toppers (for the girl who has no car ::grin:: ), a cute as hell lil alien guy in a robe that chad tells me sat on his desk at MS for 2 years, so I officially have my own specialized piece of the empire, and this great card... I'll have to scan this picture in... it's THAT fucked up.
I'd love to make a user icon from it.
All of this made me happy.
but at the same time, served to remind me that I would be so much happier if I had never gotten anything at all in a box, but instead just a hug.
NO. this is not a call for digital huggy poos.
thanks but no thanks.
I want a real live one from a real live person in particular and I want it to last much longer than any human could endure.
Becuase we aren't humans.
We're crackheads :::grin::