I miss you, Live Journal.

hey live journal. it's been awhile. it's so weird how live journal was such an integral part of my life, now i had to really delve into the depths of memory to even remember the fucking password.

life, ironically, isn't that much different now than it was a few years ago. i'm not sure if that's a good thing or not. i still work at best buy. i still ( Read more... )

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is their billboards.


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i keep telling myself i'm going to actively post in here, yet i can never bring myself around to actually doing it.

hi guys. miss me?

hello stranger.

this is me currently:


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my live journal turned five on the first of the month. wow. five years. i remember when i first decided to join live journal. i was in yahoo chat hearing greg babble on about about how everyone had an lj and how i needed one. so he gave me an invite code (oh, invite codes, how i miss thee) and the rest is history. my first posts, wow. i was a ( Read more... )

I've finally realized why life has been sucking so much lately. No, it's not because I don't work at gay ass Circuit City anymore (greatest thing to happen to me all year). It's not because I don't have a girlfriend. Nor is it because alcohol is still my only friend. It's not because George W. Bush is still our president, please, remember this: Read more... )

is my birthday.