Therapeutic Rambling

This is an attempt to make sense of my life and order of my cluttered mind. It is also intended to be a journal of no particular interest to anyone, a record of events and non-events that occur in my life.

Tuesday, November 02, 2004

Apologies

Sorry, that "chapter" was short and ended abruptly, but I am tired and my brain is not producing any more words. I promise I will pick up there tomorrow.

And so far I am a good 1000 words behind the pace for 50,000 in a month.

But hey, I'm churning out dreck, so what the hell.