January 02, 2005

Ruthless Gravity

Fifteen minutes ago, this entry wasn't going to happen. A faint glimmer of desire to write an entry appeared almost out of nowhere, but it was late and I'd been working on some "other web stuff" which will all become clear (hopefully) in the next week (also hopefully), as it was time for bed though, I didn't bother. The powerbook had been shut down and stored in it's usual place, but once I got into bed I changed my mind and thus, this entry was born.

It has been a while since my last entry, Waiting, which is quite appropriate considering you, my vast readership, have hopefully been doing just that for a different entry to appear. I for one, have been getting slightly annoyed at seeing the same entry everytime I open up a new window in Safari, and it's my website! Just for the record, all of the things I was waiting for, I'm still waiting on; so no change there then.

Hopefully you'll forgive my lack of creativness in this entry, and in the lack of American Series entries I had promised, but my writing is always based on inspiration. Given my current state of "limbo" until pretty much the later part of this year, my inspiration is lurking out of sight somewhere. I have tried to find it, looking in such places as the pile of rubble currently taking up a high pecentage of my bedroom floor space (yes, I am still in the process of decorating my room and embarrased to give you this link to prove how long it's been, but I will anyway).

I need not look any further than this though. Words fail me at how appalling this tragedy is. Read Mart's latest entry on the events. The words "Happy New Year" seem very hollow at the moment given light of current world events.