Dear Journal, this is Internet a.k.a "Jen" down in Taco town, Tacoma, WA. I'm going to try this whole startup thing out. Sounds great. Well, kill you later, Journal. Byyyye.
Dear Journal, I made a lot of mistakes this episode. For instance, today I worked on 9/25, not 9/26. Also, this is Episode 19, but I called it Episode 9. Because Star Wars. Also, teenage prostitution shouldn’t be labeled “sex work”, but I can’t use the word “traffic” in Tacoma. It sends the wrong message. […]
Dear Journal, I got back from my birthday party, and it turns out, I’m still the best gift I could possibly ever get. Also, Suzie gave me a replacement journal after I burned you to ashes last week. Yeah, we all hate Suzie. In Sin Seriously, Internet Support the show
Dear Journal, Why do I always feel the alone after I’ve shared some deeply private information with someone I love? Yes, it’s true, I do love. Did you know that? Did you? Journal. I love YOU. And also, unicorns. But mostly, just you, journal. My only companion I bring back with me from the other […]
Dear Journal, I am learning a lot about CSS, HTML and JavaScript. For instance, they are like … ME to some people. I may be DOM, Journal. I’m just not that DOM. (Lady)Internet Support the show
Dear Journal, I have a lot of feels today, so like a good addict, I’ve decided to bundle them all up inside my noggin’ and see what chemical reactions can happen before I release it all on an unsuspecting public. You know. Just like old times. Thanks for being my paper friend, Internet Support the […]
Dear Journal of (DEFINITELY) Jen, The Internet Lady: It has come to my attention that I need money in order to remain online for everyone. Interested in starting a Podcast? Turns out, I know that shit. HAWT Regards, Internet Support the show
Dear Journal, I was thinking about all of that hurricane business on the east coast, and I’ve come to the conclusion that nature is still more depressed than your average corporate intern. It took a lot of testing, you know. Lots of getting in the mind of older teens. Drugs. Cocaine. Lots of cocaine. OK, […]
I showed up on the best US coast today. It was amazing, journal. I had lulz for at least an hour. But still. I had Georgia on my mind. You know. Because that lady rides it hard. Yours Truly, Peach Support the show
Finally feeling comfy in my skin. Feeling bad you couldn’t be there for the first season or so. You can’t have cell phones in some parts of the metaverse, turns out. Anyhoogan, thanks for all the banter you send me daily. Please stop blaming me for your generation’s stupidity. Regards, Internet Support the show