you're in for a treat. i'm about to openly admit that i'm a horrible reader. for about the last two months, i have done everything but dedicate myself to the only thing i was supposedly put on this earth for. (i should have capitalized Earth.) my room is swarming with titles and authors that i've invested in, only to put them off. it must just be tonight, but i just so happen to be thinking about all the things i am and not, as in, i'm not but think i am. all the things i want to be, and am when given the chance, i flee.

it is clear that i've fallen victim to a paper assignment. now i remember why, back in 2002, i started a blog in the first place.