Salvete! After two years of exile, I felt the stirrings of an old urge to spew forth columns of words, that didn’t quite find a home in either the informality of eljay, or the closed terrain of a paper journal (I’ve never been very good at maintaining those, partly because pen scratches and white-out aren’t as lenient on my meanderings as the backspace key.) So, out of the ashes comes another round of the incoherence and tedious trivia that pretty much sums up this life, now with 30% more wank!

It just goes to show that experience doesn’t necessarily make one any wiser, as I continue running in circles towards a future of disillusions and a past of regrets. Time flies and crashes headfirst into the tree of irony, laughing as it mocks the delayed reaction of bystanders. I’ve done a thorough purge of previous entries, frenetic and discontinuous as they were, to obscure the fact that moving forward (well, oscillating) is reinvention without reparation.

And clearly the best time to open another avenue for procrastination is while one is being attacked by exams and assignments. Deadlines? I LAUGH IN THE FACE OF DEADLINES. (right before having what’s left of my brain splattered across the sidewalk.) Oh how times have changed.