Uhm...coming eventually. I suppose I'll go on and on about me and me and me here. Sometime. Procrastinators unite tomorrow and all that. You know. Meanwhile, let me introduce you to my xangas. This Mirth of the Ages is my latest xanga. Its purpose is to share my thoughts on pretty much any issue in essay format. It makes me look respectable. Or silly. But I can handle either label so. It's called Mirth of the Ages because it's dedicated to God's laughter. We humans are so comical. Ah, and here is my OTHER xanga, Lalaith_ESM. I flatter myself it can be mildly amusing about once a month. Used to average two posts a day until I got sick of talking about myself with no point and purpse and a compass that didn't point north. Ended up the compass was more useless than first thought, but that's another story. Anyway, back to the subject at hand. G.K. Chesterton equate cars with dragons and horses with horses. Personally I think fewer people would get killed if it was their habit to walk. Towns would stay small in that case. Lalaith means laughter in Elvish (hey, I took my posters down MONTHS ago) and the ESM...suffice it to say it's the last vestige of my LOTR splurge. And also it's the only name that ever got me a nickname. I take that back. The only person who calls me Essie anymore is me.*sigh*