2002-08-29, 4:08 p.m.,

Day 9615, Is it really strange that i know how many days i've been alive? Hmm it gives the impression that I wake up in the morning and say "dear god another day" and scratch off the tally mark on the wall like a prisoner whose been sentanced. Its not true, i really love my life. As chaotic and bizarre as it can be sometimes, i wouldnt change it. Well maybe a few minor things, but nothing worth writing about.

I made this post today that i was so happy with. long and full of interesting things, then when i finished and hit the button, the website gave me an eror message and when i hit the back button, you guessed it-- gone. Wasn't meant to be.

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