I just realized the other day that while I thought I started out online journal entries a lot with “So…” I realized now that I do it in real life. I realized it when I was telling Leslie a story about I think something stupid I did as a kid. But I literally started out “So when I was younger” when it was totally unncessary. I don’t even know how I came about to use “So” so much when I start stories. If I go back to old entries I didn’t do it, hell if I go back far enough I talked in aolspeak, which is godawful on a whole ‘nother level.

Talking about Leslie, today has been an odd day. I said goodbye to Leslie and went on my way home, only to come home to an empty house, and little contact. Ian’s in San Fran visiting Alan and that leaves me with no one else to really hang out with and after spending 2 and a half days always with someone it’s weird to be on your own. [Jesus I almost did the “so” thing again] But I’ve felt real weird all day, I mean hell I’ve written two different entries in different places and I haven’t written multiple entries in a day for oh, probably 2 years.

I just feel…slightly odd.

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