January 2008
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Flibberdijibit
I was trying to write a “Fwayland” post and failed miserably, in my opinion. I guess they don’t all have to be funny, but I’d like them to be at least a bit satirical. Topic didn’t really lend itself anyway. Also, I’m VERY nervous about the revelatory nature of my fwasted post from last night. I mean, goddamn, it doesn’t paint a nice picture of me. I didn’t intend it to be a humbling portrait...
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Yay.
It’s like some kind of financial godfather scene, only this Michael is hounded by corporate America. And, of course, I wasn’t really anwhere near out of debt anyway. They sent me a pretty little payment book complete with mailing address labels. Now I know right where to send my paycheck! And that’s nice, because I was going to send them right up their ass.
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Things I Remember
This journal, it occurs to me, as an entirety, is a reflexive document inasmuch as its contents are reflective. In other words, I talk about myself a lot. Is that selfish? It’s my journal. Should I have to talk about others? I think it’s an indication of the difference in my personality since, for instance, when I used to write and lived with Jason and Chrystal. Back then, I remember...