That is a good question my wondering readers (do I even have any?)

I have been around the place... and that place is called life. I've been to a Renaissance Fair where I was dressed like a wood nymph with tattered clothes and vines painted over every inch of my body. I have been to the forest... where I attempted to finish my novel, but rather succeeded in blowing up my computer (literally) to where I lost everything saved on it. I slipped into a bout of anger where I spent my time furiously clubbing and drinking away my despair.

I pulled myself up out of this pit and found myself in a very awkward relationship with my neighbor... we are still trying to figure this out, but I'm having fun. I've started writing again.

I used my Xbox 360 as a means of therapy... my gamerscore has seen a two thousand point increase in about 40 days. For me that is a great leap. I've played so many games that I will probably be reviewing them from now until oblivion! (not the game, but actual armageddon... I did play the game though)

I have suffered, I have lived... I have lied and I forgived (how'd you like that bit of prose?)

The main point of it all is that I found myself to be tired of life... not in any vain or suicidal way, but that I felt... UNFULFILLED. I have so much left to do in this world and I feel that there is so much left to give that I just... didn't see anything but a black hole beginning to swallow me. There is more to life than my frivilous nature, unfortunately I felt I'd caught my mistake too late...

Perhaps I did? We'll never know, but I like the track my life is on now... it's going good again.

So to all of you I say hellow once again!