let's do the tiiiime waaarp agaiiiin

[wordinista]

I've spent a ridiculous amount of time adding LJ tags to my entries -- starting from the most recent entry and working backwards.

I have been keeping an LJ for four years.

I'm now at March 2006, and have relived some hilarity and heartbreak. I read Bronte's illness backwards, and tears started anew every time I came across a hopeful entry talking about her improvements.

I read all about my mother in-law's wank and antics. She has her own tag now: "psycho mil."

I relived my wedding, and all that wedding planning.

At this moment, where I am in the archive, Darwin is a scant 12 weeks old, and in the middle of unsuccessful crate-training and moderately successful leash training. Bronte is healthy. George's mother has not yet gone over the deep end. I am not married.

Trips down memory lane can be exhausting.

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[darkfrog24.livejournal.com]

I still use the expression "Elvis on a leash."