I might as well explain to myself just why bother with all this. Y'see, back in the days of journal-keeping a looong time ago, it became a pain in the ass to keep straight all the little spiral-bound pocket notebooks, so much so that I just just would toss them into a desk drawer where they grew like mushrooms. Unwieldly. And I, being at heart a lazy son of a bitch, just left then there to rot.
This might be easier to do. Everywhere I go there's a PC. I can always sneak on and write. Sorta handy. Suits my purposes.
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