Intervention time
To:
The You Who Read This (first, sorry if the capitalization of every first letter makes it seem like I'm calling you a Lovecraftian Horror -- it's completley unintentional, unless of course Cthulu is reading this somewhere.).
Re:
The lack of updates, posts, amusing-to-only-me-things-you-have-all-seen-before, and C.
I want to offer more content, free stuff, maybe even good stuff.
Random stuff. Livejournal esque alcohol-fueled rants about my personal life. Ways my job resembles the sitcom The Office. Ways my previous job resembled Office Space. Strange but true tales of romance and restraining orders and the Boston Red Sox, plus true but not really strange tales of what I found at the grocery strore and my nonsensical rants about the bitterness of coffee (coming from someone who doesn't drink it).
Plus, gratuitous tales from my rockstar lifestyle and plugs for my work (sorry, no poetry here, I leave that to the pros).
1st up, I'm promising something fictional by thursday night. Hold me to it (though not, you know, literally, because you couldn't...get it?)
We now return you to you're regularlly scheduled bowel movement.
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