My favorite piece of spam from today:

  Dear Beloved,
As you read this, I don’t want you to feel sorry for me, because, I believe everyone will die someday.

It’s nice to know that someone is thinking about me, even if he’s pawning the notion that we’re all going to die off as a fresh idea.  Oh, and requesting my bank account information so he transfer me some of his wealth before he goes.

My favorite piece of junk mail from today: 

Dear jenallday.com,
Blah blah blah, time to renew your domain.  Blah.  Blah.  Send us $30.  Thanks.

Okay, maybe that’s not a direct quote, but it wasn’t from the company that I purchase my domain through, so I’ve already ripped it up and thrown it away.  Before I realized it was junk I spent the walk home from the post office thinking about it.  Really, was I willing to pay to renew this domain?  What’s even going on here these days?  I have no idea what direction, if any, this place is going to take.  However, I’m sticking it out, because it seems to be the closest thing to doing what I love, and that’s what this year is all about.  But more on that later*, we’ve got Months in Review to take care of.  Like five of them. Which is not. at. all. daunting.  Holyshit. *cough*

*I really do hope to get around to this place more often, but I don’t even know quite what’s keeping me away.