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Monday, December 20, 2004

Just in case you are wondering what I was writing in my first 2 posts.

Am telling ya tis'. Tis' blog, no journal, ain't any open lock to my life. When I feel like it, I feel like that. It ain't worth tellin' ya how sad I was or how angry I was. Words is what ya gonna get to know that I was angry or whatever damn feeling it was.

Aye, sound pirate-ish me? It ain't cause ya doodles get no nothing.