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"Sweetheart, you can't buy the necessities of life with cookies " - Satanic Panic in the Attic
"Sweetheart, you can't buy the necessities of life with cookies "
So, this previous weekend is what I like to call "seriously amazing". No fucking around ladies and gents. This is serious [but not like a business meeting. don't cross your wires].

Our journey through this life is personal, solitary. No one person should ever dictate your happiness. But, when you can find someone whose universe aligns so perfectly with yours...I must say this journey takes a twist which makes me tingle with delight [heart and soul].

I'm truly amazed. Not only amazed, but surprised. And you know how we humans love surprises! I guess I'm just trying to soak it all up. Taking in too much intensity all at once is enough to make me stamp my feet in the hopes I may shake out some of the intensity so that I wont explode. I just think...that would make me really mad [if I exploded]. "She died from being too happy to be alive." It's a good story, but I don't want it. You can keep it if you want to. I promise I will smile when I read about it.

My life is a gigantic lovely mess right now. And for the first time I really feel like it is clear to me what my next step is. It may not turn out the way I plan [what does?], but it's what makes sense. It is what comes together so beautifully were I just a tad more sensitive I might fall to my knees and sing opera to the heavens above. I still might.

A fantastical creature has entered my world. He goes by the name of Caleb. Remember the name because you'll be hearing it again. He has a pair of eyes[hold on] and smirk so brilliant were they made into a separate creature I bet little kids would stab themselves in the stomach just so they could stop feeling the cuteness. And you know how children love the cuteness. It's that intense. And getting to know his universe behind the beautiful door brings nothing but smiles and balloon filled stomachs.

I have many stories to share with you [about life and adventure, and a mysterious magician who sits in the tree tops of every path I walk], but now is not the time. My sponge is not full.
13 human choked on their own vomit and died || ...but i love you
lanky_bastard From: lanky_bastard Date: April 26th, 2004 09:54 am (UTC) (Link)
I'm thinking it is
Not just stomachs being filled
w00t for Em the pimp
From: pokemyeye Date: April 26th, 2004 10:30 am (UTC) (Link)
Woohoo, thats rad! I am picturing you stomping your feet though and throwing a fit. SO CUTE!

seabreezefeet From: seabreezefeet Date: April 26th, 2004 11:26 am (UTC) (Link)
oh my sweet goodness.
i wanted to stab myself in the stomach just reading that.
you and your life is totally incredible.
ohhhhh gush!

we need to hang out and have story time.

love you.
From: cyberlich Date: April 26th, 2004 12:10 pm (UTC) (Link)
In a serious manner i must report maybe not on a web log of sort but in this response.. Simalar is our path in our lives. .I myself this weekend experieince the same and there is a little magic weaver in my life that has casted her spell on me. It is really strange in the manner that this was unexpected. Curious i defintly need to talk to you.. in depth open questionaire that we both may express to each other. I truly must pick your brain it seems maybe our lives have a common level that explains why i feel that similar are the things you describe in your life.. Are things that currently happening in mine. Or maybe it maybe be .. that it just your words suits mine well.
piercedangel From: piercedangel Date: April 26th, 2004 12:55 pm (UTC) (Link)
Reading this just got me all giddy inside. Over the weekend some one new gave me those feelings too. I feel like a little kid with the biggest lollipop in the world. Woohoo go us! I'm happy for you!
jetblackcoverup From: jetblackcoverup Date: April 26th, 2004 01:28 pm (UTC) (Link)


i pray and hope that i never fill up completely, one sponge. but rather buy you many new sponges forever and ever. and you can buy many for me as well my love.

listened to side A as i went to bed last night, and it is amazing thus far. really and truly.
From: kevinburgio Date: April 26th, 2004 03:51 pm (UTC) (Link)
Wooo Hooo! I am exxxxxxxxxxtactic for you. My testicles tremor at the thought of your happiness.
powersparkles From: powersparkles Date: April 26th, 2004 04:04 pm (UTC) (Link)
i'm so glad that you had a good weekend! my weekend involved playing nurse; i had to administer eye medicine to stephanie's cat 3 times a day!
xtylerx From: xtylerx Date: April 26th, 2004 06:31 pm (UTC) (Link)
why dont i see you on AIM anymore?
have i been blocked? Also you deleted
me from your friends list on here. What
did I do, I would like to know.

k. thanks. bye.
From: flailingstars Date: April 27th, 2004 03:27 am (UTC) (Link)
yuck fu!:)
chuteboxe From: chuteboxe Date: April 27th, 2004 10:47 am (UTC) (Link)
"This is serious [but not like a business meeting. don't cross your wires]."
Ahhh uh oh, crap, i already crossed my wires. What now?
Your happiness is like a giant a-bomb, it suddenly erupts and spreads itself in a 300 mile radius. I am gonna call you a-bomb from now on.
Do you plan on coming to chicago during the wonderful summer time?
cosmicgrooves From: cosmicgrooves Date: May 3rd, 2004 04:47 am (UTC) (Link)

oh emma. if you want awesome people like
ME to keep looking at your livejournal, you
have to update!
dsl or not!!!!
love - york from ohio
lafemmelolita From: lafemmelolita Date: October 11th, 2004 07:59 am (UTC) (Link)
sometimes i re-read your entries, pages and pages (no kidding), until i'm over-flowing with a need to release my own poetic (yea yea.. i hate the word too but it's fitting for you) dreamy writing. that's what it is to me, with a realness sprinkled with story telling and deeper levels/metaphors. it only can be de-coded with my instincts or what i suspect or what i assume but never know, and the curiosity but moreso the originality and uniqueness spiced up with absolute interest grabbing.. ahh... well.. basically, when i get into diving into emily's journal i find myself in a need, yes a need, to write that kinda' writing that relates to yours, but all in it's own. heeeere i goooo
13 human choked on their own vomit and died || ...but i love you