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[mynewplace]

Okay, so I wanna write stuff, but I just can't. My brain is tired. And I am much like my bulldog father in one respect. When my mind gets set on something, I just can't seem to let it go.

Somebody is commenting in my journal, anonymously. You know, I can be sweet as anything, if you get to know me. If you reveal yourself just the slightest bit. I don't handle anonymity well. That's the REASON why I log ISP addresses. It started when I knew someone was reading my journal, and wanted proof for my own twisted widdle mind. There was this guy, in Texas, who I just KNEW was reading, and I wanted to know exactly what he was reading. And I got that proof, in spades. In fact, there's somebody right now, reading, from Countrywide Home Loans, in McKinney Texas. Not to mention other people down there, as well as in Chicago, Raleigh, Germany, Maidstone, England and Syracuse.

But I know most of those people. And I wanna know you, too.

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[(Anonymous)]

here's my post and I'm not anonymous, ususally won't do that. be cool and i'm in ohio too

[nentikobe.livejournal.com]

Now you've got a comment logged from lil ol Tasmania as well.

You're right, we have a fair bit of oddity in common.

My kitty and I will be fine. Thank you :)