Here I stand in the cold, damp, city streets of Minneapolis. Looking only forward. There are things to be done. . . . but first I need a job.
Monday, January 26, 2009
The therapeutic sharing of ones personal thoughts in public space
The little postings on that myspace page I have and hate so much were not enough, so hers my little life in a more public venue. Let's find out what becomes of me.
I occasionally drift, cruise, browse (whatever, it's not as sinister as it sounds) the blogs looking for interesting things to read.
Write, if you have a mind to, and I (for one) will check back periodically to read and, possibly, to make a comment or two. Remember, to be read, you must first write.
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I occasionally drift, cruise, browse (whatever, it's not as sinister as it sounds) the blogs looking for interesting things to read.
Write, if you have a mind to, and I (for one) will check back periodically to read and, possibly, to make a comment or two. Remember, to be read, you must first write.
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