December 21, 2004

Holiday Char

I got my Christmas present early this year. It's one of those mystical, magical dark clouds that comes unannounced to hover over my head and batter me to the ground with meh-meh-meh misery. It's departure time will be exactly as predictable as it's arrival was, which is to say I'll only notice it's gone after a thrashing of sufficient severity leaves me utterly unable to appreciate its absence.

My flimsy explanation to those who ask is that I've come off a series of terribly unhappy love affairs and I'm feeling rather wretched. Frequent visitors might have noticed this from my previous, certainly inebreated, posts of the past month.

As for the comments, I cleaned out about 2000 spam-comments from the past month and realized that the quantity and quality of the comments I get isn't in fact worth the work it takes to allow them. I'm working on making the comment field registration-only, but (of course) that is not working properly and so the whole endeavor has so far proved to be an entirely putrid waste of time.

Don't bother. Two words that seem to summarize the situation nicely.

Posted by Matt at December 21, 2004 10:13 PM
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