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garv said at 11:27 AM, 1.8.08:i'm sorry if you feel pressure from your peers (me) to write...i didn't mean to put you on the spot.
molly said at 08:45 PM, 1.8.08:you're my boy.
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Friday, January 4th, 2008
So very unlike four years ago
Garv came into work the other day and said, "You don't update your blog anymore." And it's been something I've been thinking about for a while, because I put all this time and money into the damn thing and I just can't seem to make the content as worthwhile as the appearance anymore. I know I've talked about this before (at length!) but that didn't seem to change anything. The other night I walked in and out of the house about one trillion times, looking for something, and then said,
"I just want to say that this house smells like my sophomore year of high school. There is some candle in here that smells like four years ago."
My brother looked at me as though to elaborate on whether it was a good or bad thing.
"I'm just saying, it smells like four years ago. That is all."
And that's all it ever seems to come to these days. I'm eating the famed black-and-white cookie from Seinfeld right now--why can I not think of any "look to the cookie" jokes? I think I read 50 books this semester--why did I never catalogue them like I planned to? I've been making resolutions in my head for months--why won't I write them down? I've got a paper diary, I've got time alone to write in it--so why don't I? Why won't I write down anything anymore?
I feel like there are reasons, and sometimes I whisper them to myself throughout the day, but I can't put them down. And right now, I'm not going to put them down. I have no clue where my head's at.