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enthusiastickAs if to illustrate the point made in my last post, a meme stolen from ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
fly_nimue_fly. 2006, a retrospective, in the form of subject lines from the first post made every month.
January: my my, how things have changed since I have been away
Febuary: now I'm looking to the sky to save me
March: suddenly nothing happened
April: in which I attempt once again to do whatdemiurgent calls 'priming the pump'
May: leave the light on, I'll never give up on you
June: there ain't no island left for islanders like me
July: when we all finally washed ashore
August: frustrated incorporated
September: resquiat in pacem Steve Irwin
October: so I reach into my pocket for some Small Change
November: and I would have stayed up with you all night had I known how to save a life
December: but I was scared to death of eternity, I was saved by grace but destroyed by naivete
The astute will notice that these are mostly song lyrics. I've long maintained that the titles to my journal entries were like the code keyes of my life; to those capable of reading them they can be far more telling about my emotional state than anything I might actually write in the body or tags of my post. So what does a quick glance at this litany tell you? That its been a pretty fucking emo year, of course. No surprise there.
fly_nimue_fly. 2006, a retrospective, in the form of subject lines from the first post made every month.January: my my, how things have changed since I have been away
Febuary: now I'm looking to the sky to save me
March: suddenly nothing happened
April: in which I attempt once again to do what
demiurgent calls 'priming the pump'May: leave the light on, I'll never give up on you
June: there ain't no island left for islanders like me
July: when we all finally washed ashore
August: frustrated incorporated
September: resquiat in pacem Steve Irwin
October: so I reach into my pocket for some Small Change
November: and I would have stayed up with you all night had I known how to save a life
December: but I was scared to death of eternity, I was saved by grace but destroyed by naivete
The astute will notice that these are mostly song lyrics. I've long maintained that the titles to my journal entries were like the code keyes of my life; to those capable of reading them they can be far more telling about my emotional state than anything I might actually write in the body or tags of my post. So what does a quick glance at this litany tell you? That its been a pretty fucking emo year, of course. No surprise there.
