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Yep. I read journals. All of them. All I can say now is that I am clearly not doing my job because no one writes passive aggressive, sniveling little entries about me!



Oh Apathy, quit teaming up with Common Sense to make me lame and drama free. Drama has feelings too. It's telling me that it is time to get obnoxious. Here we go!



Maybe I should make up some blatantly outrageous story that totally, really, actually (for realz, you guys! Totes. McGotes.) happened to me, probably about how I was somehow judged (scandalous! What despicable cretin would dare, oh the atrocities of Man!). Yeah... yeah, or have a melt down about a long established VR TOS or user policy (fight the power!) that suddenly became most minor of inconveniences. No, no-I've got it. Multiple accounts! Pretend I'm someone else! If I start a fight with myself no one will ever know! If no one else will talk to me I'll talk to myself! It's genius!



Ah Boredom, how I love watching the shapes I allow you to conduct my contortions into.



I'm not complaining fellas, whatever floats your boat. This here site is only going to feed back to you whatever you put into it and if that's what you choose then, hey, at least it's momentum (direction is irrelevant). Just know that we're not dumb, most of us are just bored/curious enough to either play along or watch the scene from afar. We'll pretend with you, puff up our phantom plumage at you or glare at ghosts for you. Just remember that we know.

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Requiem
00:44 May 10 2011

Jaysus, have you read that drivel GalFriday puts out?





For rizzle man, it make me snizzle.





Whut?





Snizzle, Bizzle.





Oh no you DID NOT!





Oh yur I DID!





Wait, what? Were were we?





Long and short ... I STILL ... dig your noggin. :P

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Pants, I'm sorry for the ants. I haven't taken nearly the initiative to get anywhere close to where I want to be by the time I want to be there. 80 is sitting there, leering just out of reach. *sigh* Hello, Database, you're going to be my new best friend. Like it or not. I have far too many ideas to let them dissipate on me now. The train is leaving; yes, for now it's only creeks and shivering flocks of rust flakes but soon that whistle will sound. I can feel it.