Poor, neglected bloggy poo.

I didn't forget about you, I swear. Well, at least not for the most part. That is to say, I thought about you every once in awhile but didn't feel like updating.

Hmm.

I've got a new website, did you see? Of course not. You're a blog. Well don't feel too abused, I'll be puting the link up on your link section shortly. It's just in its beginning stages now; only a few of the pages have stuff on them, and only one is done (first draft, at least).

Yes, it is sort of like having another kid and loving it better, isn't it?

Ha! I jest, lovely blog, I jest! You know how I am: short obsessions I pour everything into for a little while. But I still love you, bloggy poo. I haven't forgotten about you entirely. It's just a smidge of neglect. You'll live.

I guess I won't tell you that I would be working on my other site now if the host wasn't down temporarily for repairs...

In all seriousness, now that I've come back to update you, I'm finding you particularly addictive again. Is that cocaine you're feeding through the laptop exhaust fan? Must be.