The old days:
After pubes, before alcohol.

Everybody talks about how they miss childhood, how much they miss being kids without a care in the world. Me too.

I miss the old days too.

However, lately I’ve been thinking about another life of mine. —
My web life. I started making webpages in
1997 and I started blogging in 1999 — which means I was
about oh… 16 or 17 when I began to chronical my online life.

Needless to say, because there weren’t very many people on the
internet back then — much less people on the internet that were my
age, so I didn’t really have many people to compare myself or emulate
as far as online journals went… And really, there weren’t enough
people on the internet to read what I was writing anyway.

I feel like I lost a bit of my internet childhood because of that.

You see, these days I go on the internet and I am innundated by the
mass of underaged girls blasting their photos, their bad grammer, their
shitty poems, and their crappy “digital art” at me… And I
realize, regardless of how shitty their stuff is, more people see the
crap they spout onto the internet than they ever did when my
shitty stuff first came online.

WHY NOT ME?

*I* want to show you all my shitty “digital art”!

*I* want to regale you with my crappy ass poems! ! !

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…It’s kind of like how you can shit everywhere and
anywhere as a baby, but when you grow up, you learn how to keep
that shit to yourself and deal with it in your private time.

So, for the next few days, I will be writing the
type blogs that I see everywhere and that recently I have not been
able to condescend myself into writing…. Simply because I miss the
old days.

Stay tuned tomorrow for: Kim becomes a teeny-bopper!