My dear beloved reader,
I know you’ve read more than one post similar to this one. It is unfortunate, but I do have to write you another “please don’t be mad I am insanely busy” post. As the experienced weblog reader may know, the verbosity of any blog is usually inversely proportional to the activity in the author’s life. And in my case, work, play, and Life in General has been too fracking intense to describe in a short, excuse-making post. It is sad though — because these are the days one would like to journal meticulously, penning every single detail for friends and family to read, and for my own future entertainment. Instead, I will have to do with faint, faulty, fragmented memories from my defective mind; and make up the rest of it in my favor. I guess I’ll have to ask you to do the same.