An unwise choice
Why inflict me on others? Why run the risk? What good can possibly come of this?
*sigh* I wish to have it known that I strongly oppose giving us journals. You will only encourage the others and some of them could be more damaging than even access to my thoughts could.
Like my boyfriend's for example. *facepalm* I swear to you all that beyond the occasional hallucinogen or marijuana (which he assures me are for magical and religious purposes. He seems to believe I will actually believe that) he does not partake of any known narcotic.
So I have no idea what his excuse is.
And why is this damn thing so bloody cheerful? I don't want it to welcome me with my handle followed by a perky exclamation mark. I get enough exuberant happiness from Rick.
Well, I'm here. For all those people who have found me, I pity you.