So, most of my posts these days seem to be rambles, so why should today be any different? I can’t think of a good reason, can you? It’s funny how I sat down here to watch Prison Break, and then, while realizing that Hulu was gonna go ahead and take forever to load for some reason, that I had Safari open as well as Flock. And since my Safari bookmarks are different, mostly due to the fact that I HATE SAFARI, I was reminded that I hadn’t posted here since my extended whine about the holiday and sharing some old poetry. And I sat here, debating about what to write. This is supposed to be about me and what’s going on in life, but at the same time, I prefer not to give energy to the things that are hurting. Of course, I don’t want to make them grow, by focusing attention on them. On the other hand, releasing stress by writing about what’s stressing me often makes the problem at hand feel miniscule or lends itself to a solution. So of curse, I’m now torn. Flipping a mental coin, I’m going to go ahead and rant, but only about The Agony of the Pain I’ve Been In. I want to go scream in a place where no one can hear me, since no one in my offline life seems to want to listen to anything I say. This issue has become a huge dilemma in my life. Because

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