I like the Internet because of how you can make a connection with people at all hours of the day, and particularly when you’re stuck at home trying to fight the blues. And when you don’t want to think about how you just can’t make a lasting connection with some of the people you know in ‘real life’. Today I opened a drawer full of lost dreams and past hopes. Application forms to American universities, invitations to a party my friends and I never got to throw, poems about the dude next door…I swear when I have a house of my own I’m going to have to have a whole room to store all the sh*t –I mean memorabilia -- I’ve amassed. I’ve begun to wonder about marriage. Remember that time when getting hitched was all I could think about? Well now I don’t know if I could ever be a good enough person for someone else to put up with for the rest of his life. And kids? I can’t even get my own sh*t right, how could I ever hold myself responsible for them? I think I might’ve given some people the wrong impression about me. I don’t know how it happened, but some stuff about me just changed within the course of like, a day, and I don’t think I adjusted to the changes very well and so you know….I just messed up again. I also got glasses, after years of doing without. And I surprisingly don’t hate the way I look in them. I’ve come a looong way since I was 14, baby, yeah. Also, I’m sorry I don’t update very often anymore. I just can’t turn on my PC without getting past the blue screen of death. Somebody please send me some deliverance. (Oh I hope to God I used that word right.)