[crickets]

[virtue_and_wine]

12:35 in the morning of the last day of 2005 and i am in the apartment alone eating a semiripe banana smeared with Nutella. You can draw whatever conclusions you want but the fact is this neither forecasts nor sums up anything.

I have nothing to say and i'm getting less and less skilled at saying it.

Changes ahead; something here will eventually have to explode.