Over the last ten years on and off I've written in a journal. Many of the entries are dark, morbid, and depressing, especially those made since March 2005. Other entries are trivial, self-indulgent, or mundane. Some entries contain keen observations or humorous anecdotes, especially from my travels. With the rise and decline of the blogosphere and keeping in mind that content is king I've decided to type up a few excerpts likely slightly edited to protect the guilty. I'll also attempted to fix some of the spelling and gramatical mistakes.
Some people actually liked that I did this, but too many of my journal entries are not fit for publication, I certainly don't want to read them again. I did unbox the journals once but even that blog post seems to not have made it to 2024.