Memories far and daydreams wide.

Here I am again, maybe for a while. The bones have fallen in a pattern auspicious to my return to regularly clogging the internet's arteries like so much bad cholesterol, though it might take some time to get back into the swing of things. I considered starting a new journal, wherein I'd focus on specific topics that may or may not have been covered in my old writings, but fuck it. At least partially, that is- I may fire up a new website proper in the near future, once I'm done familiarizin' myself with Ubuntu, which is the OS I'm trying to use these days (read: since I installed it on my girlfriend's old laptop). Said website may feature exciting discourses on topics such as:

Blue Öyster Cult
skateboarding for tired old fucks
television shows
pastels
Ubuntu for tired old fucks
V8 juice
my current literary undertaking

and maybe more.

Don't bank on it happening soon, though. I'm a lazy, lazy man, so the aforementioned discourses will probably end up right here.

Adios for now, y'all.

-D.A. Smith