May 30, through the ages
Here are excerpts from my varying bloggy-LiveJournaly-type websites from May 30s since 2004:
May 30, 2004: “last night i went to see ian. and that was good, i suppose. i think we got into a fight about fisting. here’s what fisting is: it’s when you put an entire fist up a girl’s vagina. i won’t tell you what the argument entailed, but don’t you think that’s a weird thing to fight about? me too.”
May 30, 2005: “ian and i are [gasp] getting along pretty well, although we have basically resigned ourselves to the fact that we are always going to have one of the universe’s most fucked up relationships. we had a cup of coffee at rimsky’s together and it was actually nice. ian is a nice and attractive guy.”
May 30, 2006: “i hate that we’re growing up. i took the longest to figure it out, i guess. i was never that eager to do it. i got drunk for the first time last week or so (with my sister — we were accosted by a raccoon. remind me to tell you later). i will take occasional drags from cigarettes. but i caught my reflection while i was doing that the other day and it looked all wrong. i still look like i’m playing dress up. there is simply nothing adult about me.”
May 30, 2007: “i like walking around outside when it’s sunny and having a popsicle and having the popsicle MELT on your LEGS. i LIKE that. it actually really gets me off. “
a little after May 30, 2008: “you are thinking, “of course sophie has abandoned her blog. her blog — the single most important thing in my entire life — is now null in void.” you are wrong. because you don’t understand. you don’t understand that there was a car accident and that the car accident was BAD. it was 80 mph off a veritable cliff into a lake-swamp. yes, friends, i was underwater, in an upside down car with all the smashed windows letting MORE water IN. kind of puts into context “upside down again,” huh?”
