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    <title>jeff_zero @ 2008-02-14T02:44:00</title>
    <published>2008-02-14T08:03:07Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-14T08:03:07Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Wu-Tang Clan- 36 Chambers</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to try to keep at it, writing in this thing.  I've had real journals before (you know, out in the World?  I'm sure you're aware that it's still out there, kids), but I've always ended up chucking them out, or simply forgetting about them.  Partially because I'd get lazy, but mostly because there was no sincerety in them.  It never, ever felt like I was writing for MYSELF.  If I'm being truly honest, I was always writing more with the intention of making people feel a certain way about me, if they'd read it.&lt;br /&gt;You know, if I 'accidentally' left it laying open, around any of the scores of people who are just dying to know what's running through my mind, and my dirty little secrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, I never knew he had such a troubled and sensitive soul!  And what's this?  It says that all it would take to console him is my love and affection?"&lt;br /&gt;Come on, people.  Disrespect my privacy.  You might just get away with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christ, I am such a bastard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow.  Now I've come to one of these ONLINE journals.  So now I've no excuse, and no pretense.  I really just want to write freely and honestly now.  I've been in a state of... creative stagnation, I'll say, for FAR too long, and it's not going to go away of its' own volition.  And really, the type of journal I was describing?  That shit just reads like a suicide note.  And that's not the vibe I want to put across here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let's see where I go with this, and hope I end up with some stuff worth looking back on.</content>
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