And maybe years from now when i'm super famous and have sexy models all over my business (read: dick) sure no one'll find a worn old journal filled with my writing...nope! They'll have this blog! Shiny and the only way they'll know it's old is because of the date, yep, can't tear a blog post nor can you accidentally spill coffee on it! Well actually you can spill it on your computer and well that would pretty much suck...but! I digress!
What I was saying is that this is sort of a description of why I decided to go on the internet and write these rambling "things" (yeah please forgive me, but I can't find the word for it, i'd use "post" but I feel like I've used that word at least a million times in this post...ugh -__-)
Ahhh, the internet <3 how did I live my life before you?
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I remember that young boy, who would buy CD's because he heard a song on the radio...the same boy who loved his television. Although it wasn't ever his television, it was either his mother's or the one that the family shared...that boy dreamed of having a television in his room where he could stay up until the wee hours of the morning just burning through some brain cells, filling his mind with whatever was on the few local channels. Pretty much the only thing that stood above television for this child was this bad boy ------->
I actually had this color and you can't see it in this picture but the back is...(are you ready for this??)...BLUE! I KNOW! SO BAD ASSED IT HURTS...it was legendary...my first love? I think sooooooo!
But it legitimately pains me to say that I no longer own it...
Did everyone grow up on Pokemon? Maybe, but I just remember being ridiculed in my 4-6th grade classes for playing it...No, fuck you guys I don't want to play soccer...well then, quite a bit of unresolved anger there!
I'm rambling way too much for today. I'll just try and write something meaningful tomorrow...
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