There are many stories to tell, and, unfortunately, most of them will simply never be told. That's what happens when I allow myself to enter a lapse for a month or so, instead of updating on a semi-regular basis so as to keep everything fresh.
The stories that will be told, alas, shall not be told today. Right now, I'm sleepy. But expect more updates and a template change within the week.
Nevertheless, I figured I'd take a second to thank Megan. Most people who bother reading this thing have diaryland and have placed me on their buddylists, so they know when I have (or have not) updated. Not so with Megan, who apparently made a point of checking my page nearly daily. Though you might very well have done it out of sheer boredom, Megan, do know that your gesture was noted, appreciated, and returned. (There are some other people who've done this as well, though, not for the entire length of my hiatus; do know that I know who most of you are and thank you as well.)
And with that, I bring this entry to a close. Expect tales of Madonna, MILFs, drunk people, the eternal car search (and its conclusion), the folly of politics, european snobs, snooty kitchen chefs, crazy college guys, the moon, chopshop-speakeasys, and other whatnots within the week. Ciao.