There was something I wanted to link to today, but being a Boy Of Very Little Brain, I’ve forgotten what it was. I can’t find it again, whatever it was, so to make up for the lack of a link, I’ve moved over a couple more old articles from Angelfire to the dot-net. Someday they’ll all be moved. Probably the day before I decide to give up on this internet crap, but it’ll happen. Anyway, I have to do some rambling on a somewhat deeper level right now, so just ignore the next paragraph unless you’re really interested in me. That means you, stalkers.
While I was rummaging through my old junk, I found a rather personal hidden document that was written by me circa 2002. What that document was about, I’d rather not say. I know that there are a couple people out there who’ve stumbled onto other secret documents of mine, and I can assure you it’s not what you think. I do bring it up for a reason though. After reading it thoroughly, I can do nothing but smile. Why? Because it makes me happy to know that I’ve become happy. I think maybe I was more troubled as a youth than I remember, and I’m very pleased to know that things have gotten much better. I’ve clearly grown as a person, and I like seeing something that really shows that, even if the contents of said documents fill me with shame. It also makes me wonder how much growing I still have to do. I know that there are still some personal issues and hurdles to overcome, but I’m kinda looking forward to the day I can. Damn, I feel like I’m some kind of sullen hero having his cliché self-acceptance moment. And no, that wasn’t my link. It just kind of fit. So yeah, I guess that’s everything. I’m not great at writing about stuff like this (some may argue that I’m not too good at writing about anything), and truth be told, I’m a little embarassed to be publishing it to a public place. I guess that’s really the reason I keep this blog though, so I can write about junk and know that someone, no matter how random, might read it. I would never want to talk about this kind of stuff with anyone, but the idea that someone might know what’s going through my head is actually rather comforting to me. And look at that, I managed to drag it out some more. Well, this is the real end. It’s probably best you just ignore everything in this parapraph. Except the link. It’s pretty funny.