December 29, 2002

    Something about the holidays appeals to me.  For instance, I rather enjoy having a schedule so hectic that it makes me unable to do my normal activities, like updating my page.  Maybe it makes me feel important "No, no, haven't been able to call you, sorry, too busy....".  But I seem to be pretty good at thinking I'm important no matter what the circumstances, so that's probably not it.

    In any case, I thought I would reemerge into the internet land of the living, although I can't promise I'll stay here for very long.  At least, not until after the beginning of the year.  I reserve the right to disappear as I see fit.

    It's interesting having this ring of webdiaries to read.  Interesting because I know these people, and have reason to care how their life is going.  But even more interesting because of the content.  Even if I didn't know the authors, I would be able to tell that each person has a very different idea about what should go into their diary.  Each person has their values in a different place.   Some diaries read like a book, others like a conversation.  Hmm.

    Anyway, it's getting too late to go into stuff like that.  I've gone ahead an blogged my way right through Shorn's game time, poor guy.  I'll revisit this some other time.