This is probably not such a great idea.

I have never kept a diary, mainly because I have always found it painful to read anything I wrote years (or even days) later. Sometimes it's just remembering a bad time that has now been preserved and canned with all the toxins left inside. Or, as often as not, it's the utter lack of clarity in the prose that makes me cringe. This is still true, but there seem to be enough things I want to say but don't to make this blogging idea seem like a worthwhile endeavor.

But mainly this will be a place where all of us who are scattered far and wide can share the cool, the trivial, the sad and the bitchy.

It was Alethea who made me do this so you can thank her for anything good that comes of it.

~kek