
At this insistence of my girlfriend (not really �instistence,� so much as �a mild curiosity as to why I don�t�), I�m going to write personal stuff. You know�reflective essays and stories that are actually true, rather than the fiction I disguise as personal, so as to always be able to back pedal my way out of any mistakes in character or change in judgment.
This is where you�ll find these shortish essays that may be very personal or may just be something I am mulling over as a tangential aspect of my life. As a warning, though, I generally have an aversion to people who write about themselves as if other people care. So I won�t share any of those �personal feelings� I hold about other people or use this as a forum for coyly denouncing or lambasting real people who really exist. I will also try to steer clear of too much self-indulgence and if any of it seems too pretentious, email me and I�ll let you know why it is distinctly not pretentious and why I am, in fact, better than you.