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I am trying to write a post about my fab trip to Mexico. But the ADD kicks in, and I just can't even finish a. There are youtube vidoes to be watched, and news articles to be read, and work to be procrastinated. I remember back in the day when I would write a post on the daily. Like I had this craving and the only way I could scratch it was by writing funny posts on the internet to make people laugh. No idea how the fuck I managed daily entries or the thoughts to support it, possibly all the free time college afforded me.
I look at my archive and read old posts sometimes and I'm like this post got 200 comments, that was a good post. Or this one got 50, gotta try harder next time. And I can't even complete these sentences without rolling my eyes into the back of my chair. Who cares, really. It's as if the twitters and status updates summarize what I want to say now. Sadly I get way more out of randomly updating a Facebook sentence with a blurb than actually sitting down and thinking about an entry. Anyway, this post is dumb and not funny...
But I swear I'll post some deets on my trip before the end of the year! I'll even end this entry with a preposition in lieu of.
I look at my archive and read old posts sometimes and I'm like this post got 200 comments, that was a good post. Or this one got 50, gotta try harder next time. And I can't even complete these sentences without rolling my eyes into the back of my chair. Who cares, really. It's as if the twitters and status updates summarize what I want to say now. Sadly I get way more out of randomly updating a Facebook sentence with a blurb than actually sitting down and thinking about an entry. Anyway, this post is dumb and not funny...
But I swear I'll post some deets on my trip before the end of the year! I'll even end this entry with a preposition in lieu of.