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Digging Through The Archives

Earlier this week I was cleaning out my office and found a bunch of old journals. In this sense I've been blogging for a long time, but nobody every read them. Over the next few posts I'm going to add some of them. Most of it is crap. Honestly, I don't know why I'm bothering. Maybe it will just make me feel better to throw out the old half-filled books if I know somewhere in the depths of cyberspace the words still live.

July 9, 1994
There is something about an orgasm that seems to take the edge off a stressful day. That's true whether you are giving or receiving.
See, I told you it was crap. Oh well...


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