oh boy.

this is the kind of thing i said i would never do. assume that everyone else wanted to read my everyday thoughts. interesting. when i was little i had a journal (there was a rainbow and a unicorn on it) but the best thing about it was the lock. it was a combination lock with letters and i thought the idea that my thoughts were secret was just about the most exciting thing i could imagine. granted, anyone could have pulled of that flimsy little lock. but, hey. i was about seven or eight.

now i'm doing the opposite. so here goes.