“This One Time? At Journal Camp?”

If everything went well, right now Anna Beth just walked into Master V’s arms a thousand miles away from me. I certainly hope so. Asking a mom to spend five days away from her family is asking quite a bit. I had a blast having my friend here for so long, but I knew she was really missing home.

There are so many things that have happened over the past week that it would be just about impossible for me to remember all of them. That and I know AB’s going to want her own update without her conjoined twin telling all of the stories first, so there are some I’ll just leave for her to tell.

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More Airplane Writing

because i can.

I am blessed with a middle seat on an emergency row for my return flight to Austin. Therefore I’m going to write tomorrow’s entry today because I have enough room and time. I don’t know if my morning flight to LA will bless me with space, and I don’t know if I’ll be awake enough to write.

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Damn Journalcon

i knew this would happen.

Damn Journalcon.

I’m still here in Pittsburgh, sitting at Eric’s mom’s computer and I’ve spent the past two hours going through journals of people I met this weekend. I had brought work to do, and now I haven’t done it yet. I need to make phone calls to apartments in LA to make an appointment to go and see them tomorrow. I need to be actually not dwelling on the people that I just met and instead focusing on the future.

Damn Journalcon.

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Halftime Report

and i’m out of cigarettes

So, I’m just sitting here watching the Texas/Oklahoma State game and it’s just now halftime, and it’s all strange and quiet around here. So, why not write on a Saturday?

I don’t know.

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What I Do For You

suffering the teasing

Okay, let me explain that although most of my friends read my journal at some point during their work week, they aren’t too heavily involved in the entire thing. One look at the forum and you know that mostly they read without talking back. That’s fine.

In fact, I just found out that my father reads this page every day when he’s at work. Hi, Dad. You should send an email every once in a while. I miss you. Hope you’re feeling well. I love you.

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