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May 05, 2010 16:15

OH SHIT IT WORKED.

Okay, so I did read my journal for like an hour. Here are some conclusions:
1. It's hard to type with a cold right hand.
2. I found old jams! Astronaut Wife! Zykos!
3. I'm going to be a writer. I don't know what I'm going to write about, and there's still a pretty good chance that I'm the only person with whom my extreme whit and charm delights, but it's a hella hella start, is it not?

I used to be nineteen. Blows my mind. I think from 19-20 was when I was my most "on" in writing hillatiry. Nope. Hillarity. Hillariousness.

I need to do more with my life. Ha! Those words haven't been written in here before. I need to do friend things again. As it stands, my social life consists of cooing at my annoyed cat and the occasional drunken hoo-haw after work. No longer! More midnight drives, more random messaging and advenurrrres! lolz.

"Advenures". That words about sums up my life. I've always been bery advenurous. BERY ADVENUROUS!!!!! Seriously?

Yes! For like, the first time ever, reading my old shit hasn't depressed me! I feel exceptional! Let's start this new life right, right? Onward!
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