Dear Livejournal,
Hello. You don't know me, but I joined your site today and ripped all of my hair out in frustration just trying to navigate through your site. Your site is what I imagine the inner workings of my brain to look like during finals week. After fifteen minutes of going on a loop-dee-loop that kept bringing me back to the SAME. DAMN. PAGE. I went and ate half a batch of Tollhouse cookies. Happy, Livejournal? ARE YOU HAPPY?
Sincerly,
birchwood29.
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