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So I barely posted at all this year, but it's tradition, so here's the first lines of my first post of each month of 2011:
January:
2011 is dedicated to progress.
February:
Today is an impossibly lovely day.
March:
This is alternate reality week. It's fascinating.
April-May:
[no posts]
June:
“Already, ladies and gentlemen, the name of the game is Gaga Ball.”
July:
We always start each session by getting our groups of kids together and running simple get-to-know-you games and teambuilding exercises.
August:
The sky splits, violent red streaking through the paling pink, dawn’s fingers smashed as the curtain of night is ripped open yet again.
September - December:
[no posts]
... so yeah, I barely used LJ this year! Whoops. In summary: fuck tumblr.
~Duk
January:
2011 is dedicated to progress.
February:
Today is an impossibly lovely day.
March:
This is alternate reality week. It's fascinating.
April-May:
[no posts]
June:
“Already, ladies and gentlemen, the name of the game is Gaga Ball.”
July:
We always start each session by getting our groups of kids together and running simple get-to-know-you games and teambuilding exercises.
August:
The sky splits, violent red streaking through the paling pink, dawn’s fingers smashed as the curtain of night is ripped open yet again.
September - December:
[no posts]
... so yeah, I barely used LJ this year! Whoops. In summary: fuck tumblr.
~Duk