why? because no one will read it. no one is here anymore. i used to spend hours reading everyone's journal and catching up in their lives. for some reason, people are always more honest when they don't actually have to say things outloud. i know i am. i've said things in this journal i would never in a million years actually speak. that's why i like it. brett told me that i should start blogging. i don't really get it. although maybe this is what it's like? that, i can be down with. i really want to write a book. everytime i try and start, i blank out. it's like i have all these ideas and then i have no idea how to get them onto the page. it's frustrating. i'm at work and about to leave. so i'll do more of this later. i just wanted to pop in quick and see if i missed it. i totally do.