I started this rant in a paper journal--yes, I still keep them...scattered throughout my house. I have a notebook or paper and some kind of writing implement in every room (yes, even the bathroom--where do you think some of my best ideas come from?!?).
As I sat journaling at lunch yesterday, I looked back on the page and thought--wow--that doesn't look like a psycho-killer's journal at ALL (insert sarcasm font here).
See what I mean?
To which I reply, f*** off, Hollywood.
Just needed to get that off my chest. I've got some things to go write in my journal as I'm off to finish my soup beans and corn bread.
Have a fantastic Tuesday peeps!!
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