In the beginning there was hope. In the beginning there was dreams. In the beginning there was possibility. Lately life is a total drag.
Hey, how are you? I am your average guy. I live in a horrible studio apartment my neighbors upstairs do everything in their power to make sure I can't sleep. I have a college degree from a mediocre school. I work a job that takes up most of time and barley provides enough money to get by. I perform from time to time and do so rather poorly. Someone I like a whole lot wants nothing to do with me. So yeah, things are good.
I guess the professionals call this a time of transition. Not sure what kind of professionals, but lets go with that. So when in doubt go to the internet. As a displaced member of the middle class what choice do I have but to write on the internet? I am positive that at least six or seven people will be fascinated by my bon mottes. As I am sure you can tell I have absolutely no grasp of syntax or grammar. Thank you California board of education. I gave you 17 years and you gave me a diploma signed by the Terminator.
I am going to write here every day. Most of it will be awful. But I think I will feel better.
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