I never know what to type in a journal anymore.. I don't have anything that happens that goes unsaid to someone, so when I get around to thinking about typing a journal entry... I think, "Well, what am I supposed to write about?"
You know, I hate how a lot of the times the opening on the bags of chips are never really big enough... so I decide to tear the bag. And then I'm like, "Shit, I tore the bag, now I gotta eat them all."
And then I almost start to feel bad about eating that many chips... but I could never whole heartedly feel bad about eating anything.