You found me. 

Hi, I'm V. It doesn't matter what it stands for, and it's probably better for both of us that you don't know. I started this blog because I have been holding stories in my head for way too long, and I need to make room for other stuff, like remembering March 15th is the Ides of March and to pick up my dry cleaning.

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The stories are true or mostly true. They all happened to me. Most of them will be me remembering the past, some of which happened thousands of days ago, which helps explain my mid-story tense shifting.  As you will find out, some people have a face for radio; I have the awkwardness for a blog. 

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In real life, I bide my time holding my tongue. I would be fired for most things I think, and no one would like me. Not even my Mom. Also, I curse just enough. You've been warned. 

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P.S. My Midwesterness is compelling me to apologize in advance for the terrible I'm-still-learning-how-to-make-a-website crimes I am going to commit. 

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