July 4th, 2006

pencil

aw, hell

The end of an era: I just got my first piece of spam at my gothhouse address. But I was scrupulous enough about restricting its use so that it's been a fair number of years. But it was only a matter of time.

I woke up to rain this morning - my own private squall, it seems, since the rest of the local universe seems dry. Strange but keen.

Over and out.