dear jack:

what a waste of time, dear Jack... what a hopeless waste of time...

how low can you go?

I've been lying as low as possible for the past month. No Facebooks, no blogging, minimal twitter, and then I discovered Instagram. If it is at all possible for existentialism to be applied to blog design, then this is me, for the past year. It's like my awkward phase I went through (which lasted me an entire decade, and I'm still pondering its cessation). I would like to coin the term "exmalafaçade." Meaning, "out of bad appearance." My blog suffered a degree of exmalafaçade, and still does.