Many Things

The problem with blogging is that I always think of such great things to post, but by the time I get both a chance to sit down AND an internet connection, they have all flown away from me. I have so many things to say, but none of the ones occurring to me right now are appropriate for telling the world. So, a certain girl by the name of M (or S14, her other alias) will just have to email me personally. Especially since I don't think anyone else (excepting the Admou"r Creedmoor, of course) reads this blog anymore.

Which is a shame, of course. But it also makes me feel less guilty when I can't post. As they say, life goes two ways.