Everything is going retardedly well. I know that journals are a good place to vent, and I did for the months I was unemployed, but everything, right now, is fucking great.
No knocking on wood. No whatever. I'm just happy in love and happy with my work and trying to spread the love.
No knocking on wood. No whatever. I'm just happy in love and happy with my work and trying to spread the love.
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no one here is quite sure why.
we might be making that trip to LA sooner than we had planned