look at me, i'm writing a live journal, WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!....
But seriously folks (if that is your real name), what exactly is "The Live Journal". Is it simply a forum in which everyone can read about what we did that day? Or is it a place of obscurity and mystery, where tortured young souls like ourselves can try to pour out our hearts and thoughts, but only end up writing something vague which no one on the outside could really understand? Or perhaps the most horrible of them all.....a giant half man, half rabbit-like creature that sits on it's porch and throws pennies at the unsuspecting passerby. Who knows? Who cares?......