Day 8/9 — Something happened.. not sure if it’s good or bad. It’s messed up though, that much I can tell.

Day 11 — It’s seemingly pleasant so far.. too pleasant. WTF is going on?

Day 13/14 — I think I was on a straight up date.. with some auto-bedjumping right…

(Ok, let’s try this again.)

I thought maybe I could give this journal gig another shot, given that I can’t seem to get rid of these thoughts cluttering my already-messy brainspace:

..is one word that pretty much sums up my 2014— considering there’s only about an hour left before it ends and there’s simply no way the universe would make it so anything considerably mind-blowing occurs.

I don’t mind. Somehow, I find a strange sense of rejuvenation every New Year’s…