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Dear Diary,

Today marks the beginning of a new and probably abusive man/journal relationship.
I would like to go into a long discourse about people and their diaries, but
I kind of have to pay for the Internet service I’m using right now. Which, by the way, sucks. Internet connectivity is right up there with water and food and all other necessities. But I digress.
So that’s that by way of opening ceremonies. Here we go!

Yours ever,

PS. So maybe I’m a tad schizophrenic. Just a little bit.