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in exactly ten days, i have to reintroduce myself to the world. all those people i put to the side while i repackaged myself as a person. i'm utterly terrified of what the result of this process is going to be. the funny thing is, the people that have been keeping up with me here, you guys get to see a lot more of me then, too. i'm merging my locked (old) diary and this one on the new year. everything's going to be out in the open for everyone to see; the sterile musings of a man hell bent on acceptance and survival in his own self-realizations. it's creepy, to think of just how transparent the walls around all of us are starting to become, thanks to the constant demands of social networking. it's actually been somewhat...refreshing to think of the black spray paint i covered my 4 walls in for 91 days. i peeked through a speck i missed, every once in a while, but for the most part, all you could see of me was what i allowed you to.
also, in comedic relief news, i commented on uproxx's "jimmy fallon's i wish it was christmas today" post with what i thought was the most heartwarming comment ever.
AutomaticBuddha says: julian casablancas can have my (insert non-typical area of body you can have sex with) virginity for christmas. so, there ya go.
everyone's had their suggestions for what i need to "fix me" the past three months. i thought i'd share a few of the suggestions i've received as both comedic relief and a reminder that, sometimes, the best advice for the majority of the world is terrible, terrible advice for me.
i dunno, it's silly. i won't be online much for the rest of the year. busy life, i lead. you're always more than welcome to hit me up on my aim, though; i check it quite a bit more often than i do this, though it's still rather sparingly. thesongofswords- aim. it's weird to think, in ten days, this all goes away. i haven't decided how i'm going to merge this diary and the people from it into my old diary and such. someone actually made a weird suggestion; delete this diary and vanish, as this was only supposed to be for theraputic purposes. i don't know if i could do that or not, though. thoughts? off to play poker and...play more poker. fascinating life i lead. i'd rather be playing xbox, for a change. ugh.
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