J.C. suggested that I do this, but it feels kind of foolish. It's a good outlet, he says. Kind of primitive, but that's the beauty, he claims. I won't go all bells-and-whistles with it. Also, he knows I'd never stick with a paper book diary. And since no one would ever read this drivel, it's as good as private. Who'd be pathetic enough to read it?
But I really don't have much to say.
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