...yes. This is a post with some stuff in purely so I can go 'also, this, again'
I am absurd. :) It's a good time to say though that I've not left many people Valentine's this year, mainly because if I love you, I tell you so all the time, if I have a crush on you I'm incapable of hiding it unless you're, say, Preacher and I've never spoken to you in my life (and even then I bet he knows me as that girl in the corset with a crush on him), and if neither of those things are true I refuse to leave something just to make someone feel better. I think I've left three, and I've signed them all, and only one of them might be unexpected.
Because someone very unexpected showed up at B-Movie the other night I've been reading back through some old journal entries and marvelling at how young I was and how young I didn't think I was. I know it's true of everybody, but it's frightening. No wonder I got so badly damaged. Sigh. Oh well, therapy later today :) Yet more bits of my past I've forgotten to go over with him. Joy unbounded, how do I explain this one?