how interesting when people are smitten when you mention their name, and what an ironic name you have. and you know andrew too? how many friends does that guy have? there’s another ironic thing about your entry, but i don’t know if i can handle two ironies at one time. maybe later.
i see a problem: what i see diarists running into is that darn they haven’t written in a while — at least not in a way that gave any practice to putting thoughts into words. sure, college papers and such, but what real feeling goes into those?
but then there’s cherry who runs into the same problem that many people in camp four (the popular self-absorbed camp) seem to run across: and that is called trying too hard. reabsorb some of that college indifference, and you’re on your way.
bjorn needs to write another entry. or he’ll be in the camp of first entries forever. is your computer okay buddy? i haven’t seen you in years (10?). well, now about me: i’m falling into the trap of talking too much about the specks in other peoples’ eyes. so fascinating, those specs. my vision, however, is failing. sometimes i can see things, and other times i make large oversights. for example i haven’t been using caps, and my whole lesson on writing guidelines is shot. i wanted to stand on my ergo chair and say:
this would’ve gone on for a while yet, but like i said, i’m not using caps. hey bryan where’s your diary?