When I started this journal I severely under estimated the amount of time the rest of my life would take. Since my last update so much has happened, and so much of it is good. All of it is confusing and everything is still very much in flux at the moment, but, a recap ( Read more... )

I started writing a journal, on paper with a pen, and discovered two things. Firstly, years of internet and typing have so disabled my hand muscles that writing more than a paragraph is agony. Secondly my ideas and conjecture tend to fester and rot unless I feel I may have to discuss them with anybody. As I have precisely zero livejournal friends ( Read more... )