that was probably not what most people meant when they encouraged me via email to just go ahead and tell him how I feel and get it over with, one way or the other, so I'd know once and for all.
frick
I'm so embarrassed.
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Hopeless. Doomed. Idiotic. Nice to Meet Ya.
Hi there
I'm Cordy. I'm in love with my best friend. This blog is part of my very feeble, sad little attempt to get over him and get on with my life - at least that was the original plan.
This blog is mostly just about me being pathetic and wallowing in my feelings. It's the only place I can really talk about it, since I like to try to hide the truth of my completely idiotic, neverending crush-that-will-not-die from my real life friends whenever possible. I do think about other things, and have other thoughts, and even non-boy related goals and an actual job and an IQ, but here on my blog it's pretty much all boys, all the time.
I probably won't open comments very often, because I think I already know what everyone will say - "Move on, get a life, stop worrying about what he thinks." And I know that. I already know I should. Believe me, I know.
This blog is mostly just about me being pathetic and wallowing in my feelings. It's the only place I can really talk about it, since I like to try to hide the truth of my completely idiotic, neverending crush-that-will-not-die from my real life friends whenever possible. I do think about other things, and have other thoughts, and even non-boy related goals and an actual job and an IQ, but here on my blog it's pretty much all boys, all the time.
I probably won't open comments very often, because I think I already know what everyone will say - "Move on, get a life, stop worrying about what he thinks." And I know that. I already know I should. Believe me, I know.
Contact Info
Ninety-nine percent of the email I get is funny/touching/awesome. Occasionally I get email from random bitter folks though, and it totally gives me brain lesions. So fair warning: If you're emailing me to say something not so very nice (geez, didn't your mother ever make you watch Bambi?), please be aware that I'm completely willing to post your email address and comment in the sidebar for a while, until the spam-bots have their way with you. I figure if you're willing to email it to a complete stranger, you better OWN IT.
cordyishopeless at gmail dot com
cordyishopeless at gmail dot com
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This means that if you steal it, I will send my army of elves after you, and we will poke you in the eyeballs with sharp sticks. REALLY SHARP STICKS, I'M NOT KIDDING.
This means that if you steal it, I will send my army of elves after you, and we will poke you in the eyeballs with sharp sticks. REALLY SHARP STICKS, I'M NOT KIDDING.
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