PAST NOTES

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you have found my collection of passed notes from the 90s, welcome.

spanning from the beginning of 1995 to junior year of high school in 1998, a note, reproduced verbatim from the original with the exception of all names, is posted to this blog in the order I'd received it. each post contains one note, and a brief narration of the back story as best I can remember it.

there will also be, from time to time, relevant photos, songs, videos, links, objects, quotes, diaries, poems, and other ephemera (all admittedly completely self-indulgent and wince-inducing).
Oct 05
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1995 — TWENTY NINE

Eve,
Hey girl how’s it goin?
Pretty good here… so hows Jim? you guys just looks so cute together. I cant wait until Halloween. Type-O baby!!! I absolutely worship Peter Steele!
But Anyway………
Guess what! I got a boy! Sorry, a man! His name is Chris … Evans. I think. I cant be sure about the last name. He’s got blonde hair, intense green eyes, he’s about a head taller than me, very , very , very , Alternative. And in my opinion, very cute. He’s really sweet. Well I’ll write more later, bells gonna ring. Bye
Lydia
W/B ASAP

Lydia had been my matchmaker with Jim. My Satan-worshiping, goth-tastic, unexpectedly sober (because she was allergic to smoking pot), Type-O-Negative loving, 4’10” and ass kicking, double-suicide-on-the-day-after-graduation-planning matchmaker. Its weird though, I never saw her again after freshman year. No idea what happened to her. I sure hope she never went through with that whole double-suicide thing. I don’t think she could have though, because the guy she had been planning to do it with has been a mall cop ever since graduation. I only know that because I’ve seen him there, in his uniform with the regulation flashlight that all mall cops come armed with. You can tell he’s totally still goth underneath, too.

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