Well, this is a predicament. Who'd've ever guessed that Mr. Bony Hand would be reaching out to pluck ME, of all people, at such a young age. Life is SO unfair. Waaaah!
I'd give out details, but there's maybe three or four people who read this page whom I'd want to tell about it; the rest are all curiosity seekers, stalkers, and people who somehow wound up on this page when searching AltaVista for "sex".
They say that information lasts forever. Not true. One of these days, the incredibly alert people at the company formerly known as MSIlink, then CU Online, and now AdvanceNet the last time I checked, will notice that I haven't paid them any money for, like, a year now. And then you can kiss this epitaph goodbye.
Information only lasts as long as someone's paying the bills.
If you sent me any email in the last few months, uh, I'm not going to be responding to it, not ever. 90% of the mail I've been getting at this account has been pornographic/MLM/send-us-your-money-now-dammit spams, anyway. A friend of mine will be reading the best stuff to me for a while, while I'm still lucid.
I regret that I got burned out so young. I regret that there's nothing I give a damn about. I regret letting my body go to pot. I regret not releasing more source code. I wish I had told a certain girl that I loved her. I regret that I can't remember her name!
I regret never having gone abroad - to France, in particular. I regret being so anxious to lose my virginity I did it with someone I couldn't stand. I regret boasting about it to a bunch of guys I couldn't stand. Basically, I regret doing stuff that disgusted me to fit in with people I couldn't stand.
I regret using people and being used. I was once in the position where I was the good-looking one and I snubbed someone who had a crush on me because she was homely -- I regret that. I regret letting my mind go to waste. I regret not spending more time outdoors.
I regret knowing what I wanted to do with my life, but caving in and doing what my parents wanted me to do. I regret not having read more poetry. I regret not learning more about electronics.
Here's where the document dribbles to a stop. Life is like that.
Bye-bye.