Minding my own voidiness

Nothing too unusual to report. It's 12F outside, windy, sunny. Strange contrast of snow and there still being green leaves on some trees.

Not that anyone would know about it for it taking place in The Void, but I've been whining about the seeming lack of interestingness on “the web”, so of course a couple extremely promising nuggets in the direction of interestingness fell from the sky the last couple days. Gosh, how quickly the phrase “I've been wrong before” gets tiring, right?

And I really miss a few seemingly former participants in these parts.

But, well, I suppose I'd be gone too had I not hit on finding a strange sort of fulfillment in commenting on the absence of fulfillment. Go figure, right?

But, then, is anything not possible in mind?