wtf

as in "why the face"

getting everything in piles to pack into

nonexistent boxes and i'm finding some cool, weird shiz

and my face keeps getting a question mark on it

like "oooh what do we have here???"

for example, i had no idea that i had written

in my 2nd 5 year journal this year at all...

apparently i wrote in it up until like oct 10

and then i went on hiatus

decision made: i will continue to write in it henceforth

yah! henceforth

some of the stuff i write is hilarious

socks that i needed for clinic, 

cd's people have made me, cd's i made people,

and letters that i never sent -

some will be sent, some are going straight into the trash