It's been a good 3 years since i last trusted the Blue Nowhere. Everyday is getting to be a 'let me trust one person today' day. Why not this?

What happens when i post this? It floats around as a string of 0s and 1s, stored in someone's server like so much other detritus around me. To what end? It can't be to preserve my wisdom for posterity, I can see my thoughts haven't grown more profound with age. I still love Samit Basu. There are undiscovered shallows in me. Flirty, ditzy me.

This vague, obscure blog can be my septic tank. I'll dump all my anger here (there's a lot of it to spare) and then maybe i won't have to be angry or mistrust anything. Maybe.