Can blogging conquer loneliness?

Jeff is still asleep. I am lonely without him and instead of having fun in the "real world" - what is real anyways? - I am trying to make myself happy by blogging. Sure it will tie me over, but when I push publish, Jeff will still be alseep, and I will feel as empty as ever.

I'm Freezin' my Rastafarian Né-Nés Off.

The clock strikes 12 and sounds of nightfall fill the earth.

A small lady proclaims her love to the man who weighed 1200 pounds.

Sugarbowl with Ian tomorrow at 11am.

The Sun has set, but I am not sad.

It has been a day of discovery. As the title says, the sun has gone down. I am not upset or sad or even distraught. Instead I feel energized by the idea of party and the nightlife of edmonton.

Tonight is the night of pure ectasy complete with friendship and cool ranch chips.

Well, this is Totally Unique

Hello Ladychan, and welcome everyone to our petite internet toadstool (where we could sing, play, dream, you know… do absolutely everything our parents wouldn't let us). For my first post I have documented what happened in between me getting home from work (+ Kelsey making us tofu sandwiches and supersalad for dinner) and my night class. There was laughter and tears, but all in all, I think it brought us closer together.