In January of 2006, I very specifically posted entries on certain days in order to create a J-shaped hole on my LiveJournal blogging calendar. I was incredibly smitten by a boy whose name starts with the letter J.
No shit. I chose to show my affection for a boy by ETCHING HIS INITIAL INTO MY BLOG CALENDAR. Mostly with protected entries. On a blog he would never read.
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Sanko
January 30, 2008 12:55 AM
Was it Jesus? I bet it was Jesus.
Rachelskirts
January 30, 2008 1:18 AM
Sanko - I love you, but no.
James
January 30, 2008 3:27 AM
Was it James? Because I'm reading now...I never knew.
Jace of Fuse!
January 30, 2008 6:57 AM
July, August, September, October, November.
Someone really liked some Jason fellow.
Rachelskirts
January 30, 2008 1:07 PM
James - I did develop a crush on a fellow named James who actually played in a band with this other fellow. Then again, I'm not sure how anyone could've watched James play drums without falling for him. Also, I legitimately have a thing for J names.
Jace of Fuse! - Okay, that seriously freaked me out, and I was about to go running back through my LiveJournal archives to make sure they weren't leaking all my secrets out to the whole internet. Yes, his name is Jason.
seanlb
January 30, 2008 3:46 PM
wow. that is so amazing.
d
January 30, 2008 9:25 PM
that is so incredibly nerdy i just got a huge crush on you. i wanna marry someone who does something like that.
James
January 31, 2008 10:57 AM
useful information
golfwidow
January 31, 2008 12:31 PM
I have done some extremely dorky things in my time, but ...
... no, I'm not going to pass judgement on your having done that. I've done stuff at least that dorky.
I'm kind of pleased that you owned it. Most girls wouldn't.
Jeremiah
February 1, 2008 11:08 PM
"J" names are freakin' awesome. I should know.
That calendar thing is... Unique... heh
Thursday's Child
February 2, 2008 11:50 PM
I've never done anything quite like that before. I usually pine away in silence, letting my heart consume itself from the inside out until I'm a nervous wreck.