So Hard To Find My Way, Now That I'm All On My Own, I Saw You Just The Other Day, My How You Have Grown
--"Brown-Eyed Girl", Van Morrison
From tonight...
Hey there,
So first off, I have no idea if I have the right guy. Mostly because of my crazy ignorance. Basically I googled "Patrick Taroc," I got what looked like a blog, I clicked on what looked like a profile, and then I wound up in this bizarre alternate universe called MySpace... Don't get me wrong. I know this is the new thing for the cool kids; I read the bad feature articles on "the new IT thing," too. But I've never been one of the cool kids, and I'm lost.
Anyway, the point is, having read nothing of said blog (I don't really do blogs) but putting the name and the state (Oh, California) together, I'm thinking maybe I found the guy who has like hundreds of pages penned in my youth...
Which is actually the point of my having googled you and all. I was recently home for the first time in a long time, packing up some stuff I want to keep and trashing other stuff, and found a huge stack of letters from you--none of them dated, mind you (damn you, in fact). It was so much fun to read them again... (Do you still have the ones I sent? It's been awhile, I know. If you do, I'd love to find a way to get copies or something, so I could read them, and I'd be happy to copy the old ones for you...could be fun.) I'm wondering what in the world you are doing now, and what in the world I was like then...and all the stuff in between.
Remember that I'm a dunce at all this MySpace stuff, so if I've got the right person, and if you're not totally freaked out, might you email me in the standard way? ---------.com That goes to my inbox, which is a technology I can handle.
Okay, so... I hope I found you, I hope you're well, and I hope you'll tell me what you've been up to in these, what, ten years?
In other words, I look forward to your next correspondence.
-jina
I honestly don't know what to think right now. Gracious Halifax, I don't even know if I can think right now.
I am utterly surprised at this very moment... and kind of happy.
Yours Swimmingly,
mojo shivers
From tonight...
Hey there,
So first off, I have no idea if I have the right guy. Mostly because of my crazy ignorance. Basically I googled "Patrick Taroc," I got what looked like a blog, I clicked on what looked like a profile, and then I wound up in this bizarre alternate universe called MySpace... Don't get me wrong. I know this is the new thing for the cool kids; I read the bad feature articles on "the new IT thing," too. But I've never been one of the cool kids, and I'm lost.
Anyway, the point is, having read nothing of said blog (I don't really do blogs) but putting the name and the state (Oh, California) together, I'm thinking maybe I found the guy who has like hundreds of pages penned in my youth...
Which is actually the point of my having googled you and all. I was recently home for the first time in a long time, packing up some stuff I want to keep and trashing other stuff, and found a huge stack of letters from you--none of them dated, mind you (damn you, in fact). It was so much fun to read them again... (Do you still have the ones I sent? It's been awhile, I know. If you do, I'd love to find a way to get copies or something, so I could read them, and I'd be happy to copy the old ones for you...could be fun.) I'm wondering what in the world you are doing now, and what in the world I was like then...and all the stuff in between.
Remember that I'm a dunce at all this MySpace stuff, so if I've got the right person, and if you're not totally freaked out, might you email me in the standard way? ---------.com That goes to my inbox, which is a technology I can handle.
Okay, so... I hope I found you, I hope you're well, and I hope you'll tell me what you've been up to in these, what, ten years?
In other words, I look forward to your next correspondence.
-jina
I honestly don't know what to think right now. Gracious Halifax, I don't even know if I can think right now.
I am utterly surprised at this very moment... and kind of happy.
Yours Swimmingly,
mojo shivers
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