Alternative baby

Wow. We've been here a year now. I'll quit counting months, from here on it's the years that will be ticking by.

I love junk mail. It found me a new computer. By Thursday I will be as happy as the next addicted laptop owning guy. I'm on my way back to my old ways. I couldn't be more gleeful about it.

Except for that one tiny bothering buzzing mutant fly in my head; my stuff is still on the old harddrive. Its incriminating paraphanalia for me, and more importantly for others. I wouldn't be the same without four years of collected junk. Fancy that when coming here to "save space" I put all my backed up files onto the harddrive and for "security" sawed the CDs in half.
I can't be bothered to retrieve it by the way.

Oh well. Next time I tell you a year has gone by I'll be over it.