Needless to say, the journal is now quite stale and must be updated. Regrettably, however, there is little for me to record, except maybe some good old-fashioned "angst, nihilism, and despair." But you don't want to read that. Hell, I don't want to read that either. Maybe that's why I couldn't get into Kafka, even though I kind of wanted to, because "Kafkaesque" is a pretty awesome word to sprinkle into conversation. Anyway. Tired of staring at the obnoxious banner ad because I can't think of anything to write, so I should keep writing. I kind of want to draw a railroad locomotive called the Fairbanks-Morse Erie-built, but all the photos of it are in black and white and tiny, or maybe just a pain to locate. If I end up doing it anyway I'll put it up here. Lord knows I need something to put up here, I've been so busy.