It's not that I didn't have things I wanted to document in this sort of forum, particularly because deliberating knotty problems or subjects and distilling them into words is, if not therapeutic, at least a method for clearing a cluttered mind.
Now my mind is sufficiently cluttered as to need some kind of method to compartmentalize the chaos a bit. I'm even worse as a journaler than a blogger. Taking the time to write something out by hand seems like a gargantuan task in a digital world. Additionally, there's a level of commitment with putting pen to paper in meatspace, a different kind of permanence. I can fuss with the wording of this post for hours, decide not to post it, give up on the idea completely, and all evidence disappears into the bits. :D
I also just left my job at AOL, which I had for six years, nine months, and seven days... So it seems like a good time to revisit who I am and what it means to be me.
And if that isn't a prime piece of 21st century pretentiousness, I don't know what is. ;)