Once upon a time, I extended the prophesy that someday my life was going to get so screwed up and drained and twisted by my constant whining that you'd load up your Snivel only to find the big words, "I QUIT!" waiting darkly for you.

Well, I don't quit.

But all is not well, and I'm not happy, and I have a lot to do, and to say, and to think about before it all gets better -- before I'm ready to uncurl myself from the oppressive protection of all my sooty mental armour. So I'm probably not going to be available for a couple of days. Maybe not many, and hopefully very few. Possibly even only one or two. But I have to get away from myself, and I have to make things better between myself and a friend, and I have to have a chance to breathe.

I will be back.

In the meantime, let's all have a rousing chorus of Rob Sucks!

classic snivel
august 5 1998