kicking puppies is bad

I’m always shocked that so many people read and comment on my journal entries. I rarely feel like I have anything interesting or exciting to say. I often ramble in a sort of unintelligible stream-of-consciouness. And looking back on my entries, even *I* don’t agree with what I said most of the time.

But today I was excited. Today, I actually had a funny story to share. Something that (while not at all earth shattering) would have made an interesting journal post. Except that I have a policy against sharing personal information / stories about the people I’m close to. Which severely limits what I can put in my journal. But I have found that Rochester is a very small community. And I have had trouble with this sort of thing in the past.

Anyways, you don’t get hear my funny story. You get another random stream-of-consciousness post about nothing. And yet you keep coming back and reading my journal. Silly you.