Life. Is like.
Hmmm sometimes.
Like. Ya know?
I doubt Frenchy would ever read this, but. If he is. I miss you, and I know I can be a pain in the ass sometimes, but I miss you.
Maybe can we plan a day to have coffee?
I dunno. I guess it's a shot in the dark at being inventive, apologetic, and missing a very good friend of mine.
And sometimes I imagine, I have some girl out there, hanging on every blog I post, despite the fact I haven't posted in over a year. I need a place to say my thoughts absolutely public, and so hidden at the same time.
I might actually start to blog.
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