The poetry thing.

Much as I may try to repress it, I know that I went through a poetry phase at about age 15. Well, it seems that I also went through one at 18. I just found a notebook full of angsty love poems written in the Gateway Diner. What is really hilarious about this is not how bad the poems are (wretched), but the fact that I have no idea who they're about. None! I think that is so fucking funny.