I can't walk into the room.
Watching Disconnected is tougher when my family watches it. Especially when my relatively hip cousins (one of whom is employed with a production company in New York) are watching. It's good enough as a documentary, but that doesn't keep me from being embarrassed about it for some reason.
My hair hasn't been this long
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I am definitely going to add you. I've had one of these things since I was sixteen.. and although lately I've been ignoring it, there were times in my life when I would be entirely lost if I couldn't gather my thoughts in a blog. So Impressive.
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Soldier on!
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