just started this cos my mate said she had and i hate to be left behind.
never too sure what to write though. I once wrote something in the middle of the night, furiously typing away at my keyboard, thinking I was creating a work of unimaginable genius. Woke up the next morning and realised it was utter pap. Since then I've sworn off writing, sensitive soul that I am. So here I am, returning. Not that I've got anything to write about. Is this supposed to be angry rants or clever observations or just some mindless diary thing that is supposed to act as some sort of therapy? well, I haven't stopped just yet so I guess it's working in some way. That button keeps saving my work. clever.
ok, so I'm going to see if I can find my mate's blog now. Is anyone even reading this?
I love wine.
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