A summary, of a year in general
From Erin. Take the first line of the first LJ entry of every month and write it down!
February: There is something intrinsically interesting about the effect of physical transportation upon an mind and body.
April: Hmm, well, this looks like an easy way to avoid letting my experiences fall into the deep pit of forgetting...
May: THEY WOULDN'T LET ME IN THE BAR...
June: ... skit... Now I have to remember the last few days...
July: ok.. rest of the tour will be up later, I'm going to stockholm for a week
August: I have a tooth ache, it's torturing my mouth, richocheing around my head and rebouding of the back of my throat to create the illusion of a false headache, surrounded my a ring of cotton so soft it's choking...
September:
I JUST RODE A BIKE, FROM MY HOUSE TO THE STORE!!'
October: Last night was entertaining.
November: HAPPY HALLOWEEN
December: I think I just got a scholarship. I find out on the 8th.
From this you can obtain that: a) I'm often drunk, over excitable about bikes, Like halloween, did have a purpose to this damned journal in the start...
February: There is something intrinsically interesting about the effect of physical transportation upon an mind and body.
April: Hmm, well, this looks like an easy way to avoid letting my experiences fall into the deep pit of forgetting...
May: THEY WOULDN'T LET ME IN THE BAR...
June: ... skit... Now I have to remember the last few days...
July: ok.. rest of the tour will be up later, I'm going to stockholm for a week
August: I have a tooth ache, it's torturing my mouth, richocheing around my head and rebouding of the back of my throat to create the illusion of a false headache, surrounded my a ring of cotton so soft it's choking...
September:
I JUST RODE A BIKE, FROM MY HOUSE TO THE STORE!!'
October: Last night was entertaining.
November: HAPPY HALLOWEEN
December: I think I just got a scholarship. I find out on the 8th.
From this you can obtain that: a) I'm often drunk, over excitable about bikes, Like halloween, did have a purpose to this damned journal in the start...