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Jan 3, 2001 - 10  p.m. 

   I guess it isn't much of a shock to you for me to tell you that we are in new year.  Hell if you were waiting for me to be the one to tell you i think that you are likely going  have had a rather dull and boring evening.  This was not me of course but if you didn't even know about it until right now...i think that you had some problems that i could not help you with. 

   So hi there.   it almost appears that i have neglected you for the entire time that we were in the midst of the holidays. i have some good excuses though.   What are they?  I am not sure exactly but they are there, they do exist, i do have them.  Some of them include all the effort and work that went into my Christmas presents, before it was all over i had made 10 new necklaces, three pairs of earrings and 3 bracelets.  The bracelets are something new that i have been trying.  They are rather interesting to look at i think, being made of  braided metals, but they are not very fun to make.  And take a long time as well.  Then last week my Andrea came to visit me. Now that is a Christmas present that was worth the wait, for something late.  Know what i mean?

   Wanna see a poem i wrote?  You don't have to.  I still don't know why i wrote it, i was kind of overpowered.  But i wrote it for and about my friend Audra and she was nice enough to put it up in one of her journal entries.  You can check it out here if you like.   
   It is not something i do very often at all, write poems. I don't really like poetry.  Never have. Although oddly enough i love poetry readings.  I can't be bothered to read any poems at all.  Even poems that are integral parts of stories (or so the authors must believe if they put them in there right?) i skip over and glean what i need about them from contextual clues in the story.  I don't like to write it very much for the same reasons.  But every once in a while i am carried away. It is almost as if i don't have a choice, i just end up writing it.  Sort of a compulsion.  This is interesting as this is something that is talked about.  You know the thing about you shouldn't be a writer unless you have to be a writer.  Well this is the closest i come to that.  I mean i write at other times because i feel kind of lost and not me when i don't but the stories i write are not compelled to flow out of me.  It also happened the other night while at a cafe, this one for Andrea, but i don't have that one for you to look at.  It was for her. 

   My christmas and new years were really quite pleasant    Perhaps i shall talk more about them next time.  For now...hi, happy new year...welcome back..