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messages to candoor:
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hissandtell : |
Smoochiepies, my love. I'm sure I don't tell you anywhere nearly often enough how much I adore you, and frankly, I ought to be flogged for it. Besides, no-one's EVER called me their sweet uber-strange barnyard friend before - but you know what? I rather could get used to it! And yes, darling, you have been verrrry unpunctual these past two entries. But you also should know that I don't like to be kept waiting, so if you and your tardy much-lauded cerebral grey-bits would like to discuss the bridge transaction with my casual emotional sybaritic pink-bits, please endeavour not to be quite so, shall we say, dilatorily next time? And now, I must away to write something meaningful in red on my pencil-case. Much love, R xxx
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forty-plus : |
Thank you for joining the Wellness diary ring. I wish you great success on your journey.
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sallydallydo : |
Howdy! Darn if you didn't have to go and be a sci fi fan too. Got me with yer Stargate SG-1. And whoa, deep! By the way, I really do love garden gnomes. Taste like...well, full of minerals anyway. Crunchy.
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namastesakhi : |
yes, i agree. don't disappear.
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nicim : |
don't you dare disappear. don't you dare go anywhere. take the darn laptop into the laptop doctor. back it up on diskettes, zip drives, cd's, another computer. upload the files to someone else's space for a while. i don't always know if i believe or not. i don't know what's real and what isn't. but sometimes, every once in a while, a glimpse is there a shadow in the background of life. and it's enough to stay alive another day. there's always something. there's always something for every one of us. always.
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yeahimadork : |
Hey. I just saw the comment you left in my blogger journal. I just bailed on diaryland today, and put code in my template to re-direct my diaryland page directly to the blogger page, and I just realized no one can get to my older entries now, so I have to figure that one out... thanks for the comment. :)
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jwinokur : |
thanks for your nice note! I'm in Sweden right now and I wish you well.
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alwaysinhim : |
pain. so much of it everywhere, and yet it still is right and happy to celebrate. (oh, and yes, the correction is more accurate). *hugs back*
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preppypunq : |
flatterer. i fell hook, line, sinker. and now i compulsively read. way too many diaries. but i'm interested in knowing more about everything.
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arc-angel666 : |
Damn Ric! I promise from now on to give you prior notice of our arrival. You were indeed the missing ingredient to our mischief. Now remember you must join us of your own free will. The only 2 things required of you, and you must bring them both, your Heart and Soul. Your Heart must be Brave and your Soul, well it must be the Soul of a scoundrel, a well intentioned scoundrel. This Scoundrel's Soul must join our search for treasure. The Treasure is that of a Woman's Heart. Your Honey coated and silver tip Tongue could be a great assess to our search...remember it is a never ending search...be brave my friend :-)
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zaziel : |
My dear, I may be neglecting my diary shamefully, but you have been Listed among The Fallen for at least two months, if not more. Today you recieved your full investiture as a Brave K'nigget of the Dooty Nadog. Hail, Sir Candoor! Credo quia absurdum!
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melpomene03 : |
Thank you, I greatly appreciate it. I sincerely enjoy your writing and I'll definitely read your following entries. =)
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nicim : |
a million kisses to you dear candoor. i hope we can talk again soon. stay well, stay happy, and remember, LIATI.
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alwaysinhim : |
Oh.. and the link you have under complacency.. That entry wasn't about complacency at all, however you may have read it. That entry was to say that I acknowledge what's going on, but it is not my responsibility on any level to fix the situation. It is what it is.. and I can live with that.
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alwaysinhim : |
That quote, by Audre Lorde, the reason I put the title to that entry "My own blood knows my soul" is because she's my great aunt (dead of cancer). You should look her up. I think you'd like reading what she's published.
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chaosdaily : |
thanks for the note! i dont make chocolate, i make things out of chocolate.... cookies, brownies, cakes... i love making cakes, hmmm and eating them too! i bake for a living, but i only make cakes for home.... stop in again!
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monkey-king : |
And I almost chose Florida, but chose Hawaii because, well, it's Hawaii!
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for-you-only : |
You sound like my mother. lol.
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annie-m-s-b : |
the pasta was a lot better once everything soaked into it, you still have to chew it a lot. Hey, that survey with MIT was fun! Beautiful evening here think I will go out and enjoy it. Did you know I am moving out? Hope you really enjoy your time off Babe! Love to you.
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annie-m-s-b : |
May your day be blessed too! Love to you..
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catz-eyes : |
just saw your complimentary note :) thank you! but really? thought this week has been kinda lackluster - more so ;) but appreciate your feedback. before i go, i ought to tell you how much i enjoy YOUR writing, though admittedly some of it goes over my head - you're a very deep thinker, which is a good thing! =^..^=
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catz-eyes : |
hehehehe LOVE the quote! very funny cherub. and yes, the summer of 100 compliments is a WONDERFUL idea! have been at it for several days so far... its an interesting experience. hope Life is being kind to you and yours =^..^=
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nicim : |
when there is nothing left to choose - choose life. when there is nothing left to give - give hope. when there is nothing left to find - find love. and believe in always.
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for-you-only : |
thanks for your comment. :) Slowly, one note/comment at a time I'm feeling better
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alwaysinhim : |
Will I be getting longer ones soon?
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alwaysinhim : |
Heh, I didn't know. I hadn't checked today yet. I guess I sort of assumed that there was nothing. My bad.
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alwaysinhim : |
Where are my emails?
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alwaysinhim : |
Is there anything wrong with understanding too much? Is that even technically, literally, or figuratively possible? (I tend to think not).
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nicim : |
I have said it before dear - LIATI - and you have said it again here. Numbers and statistics ARE meaningless, it is the strings and bonds of the connection that draw two beings together. Open your heart, open your soul, pull down the boundaries that surround you. She is there waiting in the wings, waiting for the cue.
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kilowatt : |
"If you listen, not to the pages or preachers but to the smallest flower growing from a crack in your heart, you will hear a great song moving across a wide ocean whose water is the music connecting all the islands of the universe together, and touching all you will feel it touching you, around you...embracing you with light. It is in that light that everything lives and will always be alive."
~ John Squadra, from �This Ecstasy� ~ May the above words of John Squadra galvanize your conviction that even the tiniest story of your life can deeply touch another and that you may be unable to fathom the effect your story might possibly have on others. Therefore, may you listen to the great and mellifluous song emerging within your heart that is as wide as the ocean. And may you possess the courage to share that captivating and inspiring refrain with others.
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nicim : |
Hello darling! watched Nat Treas the other day - thought it one of those movies that could have, should have, but didn't. watch out for email about those "stories"
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hissandtell : |
Hey, baby - superficial or deep, I'm honoured. Mushyschmooches for adding me to your Christmas card list, darling - I shall, of course, be thrilled to reciprocate next time I update my profile. x
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hissandtell : |
Well, that's the secret to mocking one's self, isn't it? Being oblivious to how pathetic one might actually appear? And of course you matter, darling; you're very precious to me. After all, even given your crotch obsession, it's hardly as if I'm some obsessive Size Queen here. (And do check out comment no. 55 at my place, if you're inclined. Geez.) Love, R xxx
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hissandtell : |
Oh, you boys and your crotch-fans. Florida's hardly the deepest darkest jungles of Papua New Guinea, darling! Or the Australian bush, for that matter. Anyway, I have a google anti-search mechanism on my diary. Well, it's more a code-thingy, really. But my point - if I had one at all - would be that you don't get to be a way-beyond-compare aging goddess like me by not giving in to hot steamy farmyard fun every chance you get. Nevertheless, darling, I'm confused. Do you love me or hate me? I mean, your guilt at leaving me a comment is positively palpable, yet paradoxically I don't appear to be on your buddies' list either...I guess, as Wilde wrote, all men kill the thing they love. Anyway, thanks for being number 54, you sly old crotch-king. I'll never forget you, you know. You were fabulous. Smooches, R xxx
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annie-m-s-b : |
I hear nutering works well for your problem also, cost's less then electricity too. So how do you cook Whole Wheat Pasta so it doesn't taste like shit?
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nicim : |
wish i understood the whole google thing. i have seen other people refer to "how people got here". maybe someday someone will take pity on me and give me a crash course!!
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lady-frenzy : |
The biggest problem with these "hero of destiny stories" is that the characters always deny themselves basic life pleasures just because they have obligations to society. Harry will deny those who love him and stand alone. That's just a shitty contradiction though; what differentiates him from his enemies is his capacity to love others. Without that, he might as well just give up and join the dark side now�
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radiogurl : |
Thank you for your note. I am tempted to ask if you were reading my mind, because you touched on something my entry didn't mention but was very much on my mind. I haven't read the newest HP book yet, of course, though it's due to be delivered in a few days. I'm looking forward to reading the penultimate volume, and of course then the final work in a few more years. Methinks it is already an extraordinary body of work just for Ms. Rowling to build likeable characters and portray them in a way that reaches all generations and people from around the world. I agree with you that hers isn't my favorite style; yet we both read on...
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tagamii : |
;)
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catz-eyes : |
totally agree - i think that growing up is a continuing process. if you stop growing up and just settle at one phase, then you stop growin gas a person and are apt to become cynical and feel stifled and in rut. here's to forever growing up! =^..^=
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yamaa : |
Thanks for the heads up, darlin'. I picked up that thing from a friend of mine over on Live Journal.
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alwaysinhim : |
*pretend pouts* and where is my email?
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madfuzzyme : |
be afraid, you live near me. lovel-lee.
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preppypunq : |
good.
probably too good. i think i enjoyed your comment on my legs more than the comment on my writing. which doesn't happen often, and i only accept such comments when they come from someone i respect or have a writing-crush on.
maybe i'll try this comment thing again when i'm not so sleep-deprived.
g'night.
and i intend to read quite a lot of your diary. s.
_all of the above.
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alwaysinhim : |
That's one of the things I love about leaving you honest notes rather than bland "oh, you'll feel better" notes.. I know you won't take them wrong. I know you will thinking about it rather than assume that I'm trying to insult you.. I love that. *hugs*
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nicim : |
So just call on me brother, when you need a hand/
We all need somebody to lean on/
I just might have a problem that you'd understand/
We all need somebody to lean on/
Lean on me when you're not strong/
And I'll be your friend/
I'll help you carry on/
For it won't be long/
Till I'm gonna need/
Somebody to lean on/
Just tell me when darlin, cause you work nights and I work days.
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