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[some.notes.]
[2005-02-19] ## [3:39 a.m.]

firstly. because i suck at html, and don't have the time to learn it, many of these poems/pieces are presented in a way which does not satisfy yours truly. due to the specific way I break lines, indent certain stanzas, create dramatic spaces between words, i feel meaning is being lost. so suffice it to say i'm disappointed with presentation in general here at diaryland. with that being said, i'll be steadily revising many previous poems/pieces for sake of my own obsessive tendencies. said revised entries will be noted in the title with an asterix (*).

secondly, in regards to the latter complaints, i'm searching for a new domain to splatter my ink. so when you, dear reader, have found this site is defunct (and believe me, it's comin' soon), at some point thereafter you'll find a new entry with a link to my next dark corner.



[lonely ## alone]