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It's funny, you can really tell if you've spent all your life afraid of a bunch of dumb stuff, particularly if you had a complex where you're worried if everybody hates you....wait a minute, switch to first-person...I'm so insecure, I wonder if like everybody on SG thinks my posts are long and stupid...but then I take a reality check, look how many people I have on my friends list when a few weeks ago I had none, and I wonder why I'm so insecure. High school! It must be bad high school mojo, karma, and other foreign words...bad high school schadenfreude! (Did I spell that right?) Perhaps some day I can write a roman a clef bildungsroman about my high school days (thank you, Merrian-Webster.com!).

What did I do today? Walked out front of the building. Yep, my car is under snow....well, I can see the back of it. The bad news is the few feet of snow plowed up in back of it.

I chatted to some folks. People were digging cars out, yet nobody was planning to go anywhere. Much profanity was used in describing the conditions; people are pretty stymied.

Lastly, this might seem like a real butt-lick, but thanks to absolutely everybody who's written in my journal. I spent too much time staring at the walls, or TV, the last few months...