| 1. I'm trying to whistle but I don't know how to. So, I sound like a
spluttering, sick-sounding kettle letting out steam. Seriously, it
seems like everyone else learned while they were little and somehow the
natural-born ability stuck with them 'til now. (Excuse me for not being
interested in the elements of using a hole in your mouth as a type of
instrument earlier.) Tears. Someone teach me.
2. A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius by David Eggers is the book I'm sort of reading right now. That, and I am the Messenger
by I don't know -- it's a teen fic book but there are very adult things
in it... plus the main characters are already nineteen years old. Ehh.
The first one's really jocular. (that means funny)
3. I lost contact with almost everyone here on xanga. Not
internet-wise, just IRL-wise. Soooo sad... I should talk to you all
more, ne? Heh.
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