"...Nothing endures but change."
I have wrestled with my inner demons and endured the pain of self-revelation so that you may be entertained. Van Gogh had his paint, Rodin his clay; I have the icy coldness of the Internet. Excuse me, I have to go smell a crayon.
So, yup. It's me. The one your parents warned you about. This is the first attempt at a new format -- tables! You like?
Why, you ask? Well, it goes something like this. I was bored. Really bored. I really didn't want to do what little homework I had left to do for the weekend. And I'm the queen of procrastination. So I did this. I've been looking for a new format for awhile, and everyone seems to like Nick's. Great layout, and all, but I'm no lemming.
mail me. It makes me feel