Blah.

And blah again, I say.

Because it's there.....

Why do I write in online venues that are easily readable by other people? Maybe I'm starved for attention. Maybe I just don't care if people see those little chinks and inconsistencies in the otherwise porcelain facade that is me. I think that there's only so long the doll can remain whole before one little thoughtless child takes it up and cracks it with careless play.