You know all that stuff I said about fearing that an almost complete lack of media consumption was making me frightfully dull? I was about as wrong about that as I could possibly be. It was actually a complete lack of introspection that was making me dull. Have you any idea how much effort it takes to avoid any self-examination, of any form? Anyway, I’ve decided to make a return to uninhibited, unedited, personal journaling. But I still have one strange inhibition: if I’m going to bitch and moan and know that for some odd reason people will actually read it, it’s damn well going to look fabulous. It may take some time for me to pull off this phoenix act, considering the number of other self-improvement projects in the air right now, but rest assured that it is coming. No deadline date or anything because — well, if you’ve been reading this site long enough to care, you know how well they work.