Um, hi.

Clearly I have no fucking idea what to do with this whole MySpace thing.  Just the fact that I felt guilty about not doing anything with it suggests I have some very complex and deep psychological issues that should be dealt with.  Tough luck, cock-smokers!  Those problems ain't going nowhere!  Suck on that!

OK, now that I've called you all cock-smokers and you've stopped reading, let's start.  2007 has been a very strange year so far, in some ways extremely shitty and in some ways, pretty good.  I'm annoyed that MySpace has no in-between "relationship status" between married and divorced, because that's pretty much where I am right now.  Since I've been back in LA from my wee walkabout throughout the Pacific Northwest and Rocky Mountains, things have been surprisingly busy.  Surprising because I've been busy with things I never expected to be busy with.  With luck, I'll be able to tell you all about it later.  Without luck, forget I said anything.  Things are just the same as ever.

Well, this was fairly pointless.  Rest assured, however, that I am alive and haven't completely abandoned MySpace to the scrap-heap of shiny objects that at one time seemed cool but now seem ridiculous along with my old Atari 2600, Rubik's Cube and complete collection of DAZZLER comic books.  And yes, I do have a complete collection of DAZZLER comic books.  Fuck you!  Dazzler was awesome!

Your pal,
Jahnke