If you're going to go and read the thing, I highly recommend you look at the Acrobat version - the layout is much cooler, especially with the well chosen images stuffed into my writing by persons unknown. I love the way they seem to fit the text perfectly, even though I had nothing to do with them. They really do add an extra dimension to it, I think.
Anyhow, enough about me. Nah, wait. You know what's been bothering me lately? I've been writing this damned journal for about a year and a half now and to date precisely no one has written me and said 'wow, you write well' [delivered in the same voice used by William H Macy in Mystery Men as he says "I shovel well!", I should hope, but I digress]. I mean, yeah, it's petty of me to complain about this, but dammit, I like compliments as much as the nice guy, at least when they're about something I've done [as opposed to what I look like]. Be honest: do you get any pleasure out of reading this stuff I'm typing here, or is it just another mindless blog with no particular interest? *sigh*
