so there are mean people in this world and they are not letting me die. so, here we are again to start at the beginning of another middle to tell the same story in newer hues and brews and maybe i shouldn't complain too much. this one is specially dedicated to the dedicated harrassment of the hanif and her evil sidekick. hope thier bloggy souls never rest in peace for all the trauma they have given me to beginnagain.
so to beginnagain, i am stressed as usual, all the coffee this afternoon amounted to a headache, i'm writing another paper about how i hate psychoanalysis and as the story goes there is no respite for the academic devil. and on this angsty note i invite one and all to hear the blues i brew and the dischords i strum.

nah. kidding. i missed the lettingoffsteam part, missed it a lot. was playing for time. so, on a more civil note...
hi there howareya, its been a long time.