Parenthetical

That’s right, Parenthetical.net has been synonymous with me for eleven years. That makes internet-me the same age as LiveJournal and the word “blog.”

I started my “web journal” as a perpetually single 20-year-old on the day before Valentine’s Day. I was really, really bitter about it.

Dear 20-Year-Old Me, this video is for you:

(It’s from a site called “YouTube” that lets anyone post videos that will play directly on your computer, without downloading anything. I know, it’s very impressive.)

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