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the whole concept of an online journal seems so weird to me. for the past billion months i keep trying to start an entry but i can't get more than 2 or 3 lines in before it seems terribly awkward and makes my stomach start to hurt.
i have the same good job. it keeps me busy. i read a lot now.
i have the same great boyfriend. he is just as strange as i am.
i have a few friends. they're funny.
my car is still going, i don't know how.
i'm looking for a house, cuz my landlord is selling mine.
i keep hitting the "f" key when i mean to hit the "l".
i still haven't cut my hair. i guess my day will never come.
i dunno. i just can't figure out a way to justify talking about myself. it's just not that interesting.
i have off work for 4 days. wooo!
i have the same good job. it keeps me busy. i read a lot now.
i have the same great boyfriend. he is just as strange as i am.
i have a few friends. they're funny.
my car is still going, i don't know how.
i'm looking for a house, cuz my landlord is selling mine.
i keep hitting the "f" key when i mean to hit the "l".
i still haven't cut my hair. i guess my day will never come.
i dunno. i just can't figure out a way to justify talking about myself. it's just not that interesting.
i have off work for 4 days. wooo!