If you beg, he won't listen. You can't bribe him with bad checks.

A weblog is the singular voice of a person, it's true. Rands definitely knew what was up when he said that. It goes without saying that my voice, however, has been a bit muffled over the past year. Rather than go into the typically boring "I should post more" apology, I guess I'll just sum up the past year as best I can.

Starting in July when I last left you:

- Due to my ex threatening my life, I moved into Brappytown for a few weeks where I was met with warm arms and cold beer. I stayed there during the transitional period of finding a new apartment and getting promoted to Photo Manager. I had a chance to catch up with Chris and some of the gang while there, and it was a generally good time. I felt as if I was a burden to them, but their kindness assured me otherwise.

- In August, Shana and I moved into our new apartment that kicks much ass. It was all gravy. At first, we had no furniture but our discontentment changed that one fateful afternoon when we took a trip to a furniture store. I can't remember the name of it. All the furniture is sleek and stylish. I guess what people would call "contemporary."

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Hmm...Seems I can't really recall any other intersting events. Bah. I've been sick all this week and my head has been void of anything resembling intelligence. This includes memory, which never was that great anyway. Oh well. I guess it's good that I'm posting in this otherwise ruined weblog, eh?

Sigh.

Maybe I'll try again when I can type every word without having to backspace.

I need a shower.