Jan 05, 2006 23:20
the next entry will be a type-up of something from my paper journal. it's a little sick, in a vague sense, but while writing it occured to me that part of making all my wildest dreams come true means sacrificing all of my remaining privacy. so i have to share it. however, just because i want to air dirty laundry in public does not mean you should have to smell it.
if you want to see, leave a comment saying so. i'll make a new filter. you have 12 hours. go.
(if you're reading and thinking "fuck, too late", leave a comment. i can fix.)