In an effort to be more awake, I'm pouring more words out onto the page. It's funny, I don't ever think of this as a screen; to me it's just blank paper that hasn't come out of the printer yet.
I was thinking about this, I remember when I was in seventh grade, and I had to have special permission from the principal to use my Sony (Panasonic? I don
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But you have just brought memories of my family's very first computer and printer swirrrrrling forth from the vortex of childhood. I remember a black screen and amber text! I remember this scratching, growling machine that clawed my horrible, horrible, BREATHTAKINGLY WHOLESOME stories onto chains of perforated paper! Dude, I have to find out if those monsters are still around. Iiii want to hug them~
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It's true, it's true sometimes, that the oldest ways are best. I miss them!
I keep going into junk shops and resale stores, hoping to find one, but I never do. THEY NEED A THOROUGH SQUISHING. To remember what it is to be loved. ♥
Also hi hi hi, how is the internship?
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HIIIII, the internship goes and goes and makes me miss you! 8[ This week and next, and then I'm in Amsterdam for a few days and then, AND THEN, it's homeward to Canadalaaaand~
...... where more work awaits, but at least there'll be a lighter load, haha.
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