Dear diary

It’s me, John…

Some days this feels true.

Now, now. Leave your sister out of this…

This guy gets around. I have seen him in Greenwood, Belltown, Downtown and Capitol Hill. That’s pretty impressive mobility for such a little guy.

The whole gamut of emotions…

Dearest friends often remind us what they think of us. Even from afar…

Nil desperandum, fellow plebes.

Author: john ingram

This iteration of John Ingram was created in response to increased demand in global John Ingramness. Previous incarnations were less suited to fulfill this need.

4 thoughts on “Dear diary”

  1. My work here is done.

    By the way. Help me come up with the next compilation project idea. Preferably something to which you would feel inclined to contribute. Mark is out of commission for a few months, so there’s plenty of time to put it together, so the luxury of extravagance is available.

  2. I’ll have to think on it for a bit. I’ve been rather unmusical since stopping the daily music project. Blew my wad, as it were.

  3. Well, admirable as that project was, it was far more ambitious than anything I would have attempted. I applaud you for holding out as long as you did. We just need to find you a muse, even if for only one piece.

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