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You Have To Simply Love Writing, And You Have To Remind Yourself Often That You Love It.

In The Course Of Transferring All My Cds To My Ipod, I Have Found Myself Wandering The Musical Hallways Of My Past And Reacquainting Myself With Music I Haven't Listened To In Years.

Sometimes I'm Dazzled By How Modern And Fabulous We Are, And How Easy Everything Can Be For Us; That's The Gilded Glow Of Technology, And I Marvel At It All The Time.

I Want To Let My Friend Buster Know That I Would Like To Have Dinner With Him Tonight. Does Buster Work At Home? Then How Likely Is He To Have His Cell Phone On? Is He One Of Those People Who Only Turns On His Cell When He's In His Car? I Hate That.

Sometimes, The Internet Can Feel Like A Middle-school Playground Populated By Brats In Ski Masks Who Name-call And Taunt With The Fake Bravery Of The Anonymous. But Sometimes - Thank Goodness - It's Nicer Than Real Life.