REPORT REPORT

I showed marge my blog and she blogfrien'ed me and it reminded me that i have a blog and hey, what good is a blog if it doesnt get updated every onceinawhile? so here we go. it's been about two years, folks. things have changed. i've cut my hair a few times. my book sold like a million copies and now i'm rich. i probably got a little taller. i failed some classes so i declared a rels major and now i am doing pretty okay in school. 

blog, you are lucky that i forgot about you last year! i would have filled you with posts about how much i hate myself and the world and everything that resides on the world, and i know you would not have wanted that! perhaps i would have blogged a suicide note? i suppose we shall never know.

but alas, i still have nothing to write about. i feel kind of weird and self-obsessed writing about how i am going to see dinosaur jr on the 25 and so i am youtubing all the songs i don't know, or about how matt (he is my roommate (i am now living in a house with roommates (however I am about to move back in with my parents because somehow all my hard earned money dissapeared))) and i recorded the num. one pop song hit of our lifetimes, or maybe about how morgan is here now so i need to stop writing because oh no what if he finds out i have a blog oh jeeze i cant live with the shaaameeeeeeeeeeeee

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