Blogging brought with it an awesome medium for venting, and keeping in touch with those who aren't around as much as we'd like them to be.
I wrote on nonsense in the city for nearly three years, and it was freakin' awesome. I may be the only one who ever did this, but: reading my old writings was something I loved doing. My journals aren't nearly as organized, or as legible, as this blog was, and this forum not only allowed me to spread my thought-seed, but I was also able to get feedback. Sometimes (damn you, lurkers!).
This space was also a special place for run-on sentences and rambles. How I love thee.
But I've moved on. There's a private place where I'm now hidden, and it's safe. No chance of my history being found, nor my past coming up to bite me in the ass. Thankgod.
I regret lots (especially that whole "deleting three years worth of writing" thing), but I don't regret the change. Feel free to ask to join in on the scribbles. I might not say yes, but... But there's room for 35 viewers in my theatre, and I only have four friends! So for now, as of today, there is room for you.
I hated these pola-dots.