Midnight insomniac posting marathon

Got a lot of crap floating around in my brain tonight, apparently. Feeling your eyelids closing and your brain moving a million miles an hour at the same time is never a good feeling.

I wanted to think of a clever anecdote to write tonight, but none seem to be coming to me. I just reread some of my archive and saw just how frankly I laid my life out over the Internet. Pretty crazy.

The other night, I was thinking of blog ideas and realized that I was starting to have a bit of trouble remembering my university days clearly. Then I realized that all that stuff - the craziest of it, anyway - happened over 10 years ago. Fuck. Even my commune days are getting tougher to remember.