August 18, 2005 :: Confessions

The following is a confessional of a lot of random thoughts from the dark corners of my brain, a good deal of which involve prurient interest. If you are squeamish, or don't wish to know bad or creepy things about me, don't read any further. Don't say you weren't warned.

OK, that's enough for now. There, I feel better getting those things off my chest.