Death to Smoochy.

Absent minded.

I will occasionally describe myself that way. I say occasionally, because sometimes I do remember things. Chances are they are the less important, you don't really need to remember those things anyway, but I remember them none the less. This blog, however, was forgotten.

I think subconsciously I let it slip because I don't think anyone really reads it. But, I could honestly care less. It's a place for me to escape reality. And, who knows, maybe once I decide what it want to kick people in the face with, it might turn into something awesome...well, at least to me anyway.