i never hijacked the plane (for all the wrong reasons) and it didn't crash and end the life of this journal or myself, much to all of your chagrin. so now all of you hopeless souls who happen across this yammering will still have something to waste your time.

what a relief.

yes, i have stories to tell and blahblah to share, but for now i have to settle for a 'yes i have returned' statement.

also; i was highly disappointed in the number of emails i recieved as a result of my going down offer. pivotal rules, long live pivotal! the rest of you can floss your teeth with my bum hair.

how i feel right now is bewildered. so much to write pent up from the past week that i have to take some time to decide where to start.

disney world, all of disney world has the faint odor of insecticide. the entire state of florida is pocked with swamps, surrounding the theme parks which i visited, yet there was not a bug to be found anywhere. if capitalism had a signature scent it would be eau de DDT. but capitalism only has an appetite.

and here i am with somewhere to be and i'm typing this. so much to tell.

stay tuned true believers.