In preperation for our next Wince and Wine night I’m going to randomly open a few of my old journals, scan them – and put them here for your merriment. I reserve the right to proof them and possibly pass over them. But I will be random about it.
This first excerpt is from my very first journal circa 1996. My apologies.

This excerpt is from my second journal – boo ya! I was still innocent and this will go on record as the first RED FLAG in what was the abomination of my high school relationship. I received red flags often but was a master at ignoring them thanks to naivete and my sisters subscription issues of Seventeen Magazine.

And for the last excerpt, ah … how I was infinitely smarter than my parents at the ripe old age of FIFTEEN. This one just kills me.