Throwback Thursday: Last will and testament

I wanted to find a good tbt blog post from my old livejournal. But most of them are just…incredibly embarrassing. I went back to April of 2004, because I thought that’d be cool, but man. I was so not cool. Everything is so angsty, and it’s all music or book references, and I basically cannot get through a post without berating myself for being “not pretty” or something. Yikes.

So, I skipped ahead to April of 2005, when things were really starting to look up. And I found this.

tbt blog post

And I thought, Still embarrassing, but it’s young love, and I’ve always been cheesy, and at that point it’s not like my livejournal was something I censored or worried about other people reading, so okay. And then I clicked on the 5 comments and saw a comment from me saying, “I DID NOT WRITE THIS! That would be Drew.”

So, this week’s tbt blog post is brought to you by 2005 Drew…which is a lot like 2014 Drew but with fewer responsibilities and access to my online journal.

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Filed under Beginnings, Being a girl, Drew, Humor, Love, Memoir, Nonfiction, Sentiment, Writing

One response to “Throwback Thursday: Last will and testament

  1. Mom and Dad

    So, that chandelier…sorry, Drew. We sold it at a church auction for $25 to a lady who said it was the perfect addition to the entryway of the rustic log house they were building in Montana. So, hopefully, it is now the envy of dozens of Montanians, and the showcase piece in an incredibly rich and elegant northern mansion (albeit rustic). By the way, I just said that because I’ve always wanted to use “albeit” in a sentence.

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