So I will now reiterate the interpretive dance in words, words that express the fear I am feeling about how dangerous it is to talk to people on a level in which we all agree is natural... Thank you for visiting, I care dick-all about page views... But man, you guys actually VISITED ME, that's special. I may never garner much praise because I'm an ass to most that I encounter as a sort of mask of my anxiety. I write, I write a lot, maybe since you people have shown an interest in me I should do something more. Because honestly I visit this place a lot, every day to be exact, and what I do is I just go through new deviations of people I watch. I barely say much, I think I left a comment today on something for the first time in a long-ASS-while.

Looking at some of my previous journal entries they are quite... different from what I'm thinking of now. Steve is still around, so you know, talking about fruit, and MMO's.

If you want to talk to me just note me and I'll give you the once over, I'm always open to talking to people who aren't crazy, when you live the life you want people as far away from it as possible. I like the drab, the geeky, the nerdy, the far out, the... well, I like just about every kind of person. Chicks are great... You know...

Anyways, I'm interested in a whole lotta stuff you people do, which is why I watch and visit you on occasion. Truth be told I bookmark terribly more than I dev-watch, which only allows you glimpses into my world.

You people though, again, speechless... so disregard this journal.