December 2009
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I guess it’s safe to write it here, because I don’t think you’ll ever see this. It has recently occurred to me that I may very well have a Chloe Sullivan complex. Settling for the role of the best friend when you’d rather be something so much more. I guess another term for it is the Ducky Complex.
Anyway, on to what this is all about.
I love you. Completely and wholly....
So my friends in LA AIM me to say hi, only once they’ve done that they leave the chat open, allegedly to keep talking to me while they do other things. Except they ignore me for the better part of an hour while they all have fun. Then they decide to watch a movie and begin saying goodbye. As I am returning the farewells, one of them says “just shut the window, or he’ll never stop...
My current musical addiction….
“The point is, the only real tools we have are our eyes and our heads. It’s...”
And now we attempt at blogging. Never having done this before, I thought it might be worth looking into. And so here I am in the wee hours of the morning, attempting my first blog.
I assume that one generally knows what the wish to blog about when they set forth in this sort of endevour, but I unfortunately do not. I have a feeling that this first entry may wind up being just one long rant about...