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So this is probably a new low in my life, but I am totally updating this stupid mindless journal from the dark alleys of the toilet. The porcelain pony as some refer to it as. What's new? Not a lot. I have decided that laptops are probably the best invention ever to grace this earth, of course, in combination with wireless internet. I think I need to hire a grammarian though. If I were a starving writer, I would never use paper, or pencils. I would probably not even have to poop because I'd be starving.
I worked today. It was hot. I sent money away for rent. That hurt, but I guess it's an inevitable part of life. It stinks in here so I will probably have to click update journal in a second.
The end I guess.
I worked today. It was hot. I sent money away for rent. That hurt, but I guess it's an inevitable part of life. It stinks in here so I will probably have to click update journal in a second.
The end I guess.