last night, i was encouraged to start once again re-blogging. i've come to realize that it's more of an online diary than a blog because no one reads it. there's so much safety in that though. i could honestly say whatever and it would be like a secret between me and my blog.
i always wonder. i'm sitting in my underwear in front of my open window. can my neighbors see my butt? i don't think they can i've never peered into their open windows. so i don't know.
also, i feel like i'm going crazy.
that's pretty much what i'm thinking about.
oh yeah and i'm also thinking about if alex niedt still has the hiccups.
