Why anyone from the IRC that wasn't a friend of mine is reading this journal is beyond me. Sometimes people amaze me.
My life is so boring in the ways that would truly interest anyone that didn't really know me so I can't understand why any of you are roaming on this part of the internet. There are so many other cool places. You must really be bored.
Those of you that know me, know what's really in my head. And I appreciate and miss you terribly. And the only part of my old journal that I do miss was our sense of community. The randoms. The off-topic journalers. You know what we were, and I bet you kind of miss it too. Even the flash in the pan unknowns who start their journals and just fade out.
One day I might find that sense of community. Until now, I dare to write on my own.
So be prepared to be bored.
Be strange, but don't be a stranger you goobs!
I got my journal. Thanks. No dates or old headlines, but I'm still grateful. Was starting to weird me out after the third email that someone might have been impersonating you.
Keep on moderating, dude.