Lately I've been thinking too much to blog properly. Do I want to tell an interesting story about my life? No, lately, in light of the very passionate blogs, I've only wanted to write a blog about all the shit I regret in my life.

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I started this blog with the intention of leaving the section for a while,�mainly because I just realized I'm not as popular as�I imagined myself being.�And then a random thought popped into my head. "My hands are cold." For some reason, as soon as I thought of this, I got instantly happier. Why? No idea. And, as the Great Bohankeeton said when I first left the section "I think you post what you want and hopefully you get what you need."

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Damn, there really are good people on EBW. I'm thankful of the first time I wandered into the Blog section. I've always been here in the background, only writing a few times a week. I was here through the "Great Fire," through the mindless rantings of angie111, through the whole Eshel deal, and all that good shit.

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I guess I'm staying for a while. But I think its time to be honest with all of you.

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I am the Crayak.