Thanks for seein' about a girl, friend. here's where I'm writing my own history—for you, for me and anyone else who needs to laugh to keep from cryin' every once in awhile.

I know you, but do I KNOW you?

Okay, so not a lot of people are reading this journal. I know I am not the New York Times.com or anything, lol, but lately I've been suffering from an affliction for which I will break for a moment to try and name... ah. um. erm. hmmmm?

Let me take this time, though, to say a big hearty THANK YOU to those of you who are reading and responding. I'm not trying to recruit readers. I'll get to my point shortly as soon as I think of a name for this affliction. I did want to say how much fun I am having with the live journal, and I hope it's fun for you, too. Thanks for coming, take your seats and enjoy the show...

e-forensic funkedness, or e-f-squared.

Well, that'll have to do for now, and I think it will suffice for my concerns at this time.

I am so grateful for computers. They are so fun and we have all grown to where we simply just can't do without them. I speak to most of you through the computer; it's the only way I speak to some of you, and quite frankly, while it's not necessarily my preferred mode of communication it serves a wondrous purpose! Just think of how much we'd all miss if I didn't share every single possibly annoying, random detail with you all? =)

Speaking of sharing, I am so glad when I get me a shout out. I love hollering; it's great. Whenever I see I've received a shout out, it's like I'm hollering from a mountaintop and somebody is calling back. Sometimes it's an echo, but that's beside the point...

I am trying to get to my point, but I'm hyper today and so I'm suffering from brevity-deprivation. Not that brevity has ever been a strong suit of mine, but okay, okay...

Who are you anonymous people? I used to think I was good, but lately I've started suffering from bouts of e-f-squared. I feel like I'm on an episode of "this is your life" when I read these anonymous responses. I hear a voice when I'm reading shout outs and at first I'm thrilled and then I get to the end and I'm baffled. I think I know who it is, but then I'm like, "No, so and so never uses CAPS. This person always punctuates correctly, and this person could care less about grammar... They don't normally exclamation anything...?"

Today I realized I just don't have a clue who posted, "oooooh I must speak with you." I realized I didn't have a clue after I accosted about 4 friends with, "Hey! Are you "oooooooh I must speak with you?"

(Forget hey, how you doin? I actually exercised some precision earlier today. It was blind precision, but I was exercising.)

Alright, so I'm not saying you HAVE to sign your name. I am not gonna give you a zero for turning in papers with no name on the top, but I mean, I would appreciate a little hint here. Get yourself a nickname, use your initials or something. Help a sista out before I hypothesize myself senile.

Girlfriend is strugglin' here people! I just wanna know who I'm hollerin' at =)

Do you remember?

I feel it in ma finguhs...