The Writing on the Wall
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My Life
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So here I am finally. Creating a diary. Hey, aren't these things supposed to be private? I must be one sick puppy to plaster this on the web. And to use a click and choose built in editor! Argh! I'm a site designer for heaven's sake. This forced conformity is going to drive me insane! So why did I use one of these hack machines? Easy, because I want to concentrate on what I have to say and not on getting tables lined up right to create an amazing nav bar.
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My Life (Part 2)
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I feel like I'm slowly going insane. But I suppose that's the point of this entire place. I want to tell someone how I feel honestly. You know I'm not even sure if I care if anyone sees this site. It just being here makes me feel better. But maybe one person. Yeah, one person. I guess I just need to talk to someone.
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My Life (Part 3)
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It's almost sad. All my short life I've been the counselor, the therapist, the comforting shoulder and the voice of reason. And now the therapist needs therapy but unfortunately there's no one to give me any. So I sit here feeling like Schroedinger's cat staring at a bowl of food. With four walls around me. Joy.
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The Internet Philosopher
My real site. Please don't laugh, it's hardly even started yet. I was originally going for complete personality divorce here in case one of my RL friends found this place but hey, you're here, you're interested, you deserve my whole life.
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FortuneCity
Hey, I guess they deserve the recognition.
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The Dilbert Zone
Scott Adams is great. Go, see.
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Email me on:
[email protected]
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