I read through some archives today of things I'd written. Mostly from when I wrote for Dead Yet Living. Yeah, that was back in the day. I also read some of my archives when I had my lovely Fizzy Blue Soda site. It all got me thinking... Who was I? I read things that I myself wrote and don't have any idea what I was thinking. I guess I've always done that as I've aged. Get to first grade and think how dumb I was for watching certain cartoons or saying certain things in kindergarten. Get to second grade and do it all over again about first. I was just hoping it would sort of stop at some point. Or at least slow a bit. I guess I'll never stop embarrassing myself. It's all part of life.