I've been trying to write a book for some time but it's like extracting blood from a horseshoe. Maintaining this might get my creative juices flowing. Then again, maybe not. There'll be rants. Prepare for non sequiturs. I'll probably grow tired of the whole fucking thing. Time will tell.
Follow me, won't you? Let's make this a collaboration, shall we? [Insert uplifting theme music here]
The contours of my trip are amorphous to say the least. I'm starting in Indonesia sometime around January 12th, 2009. No idea how long I'll be gone, where I'll go, or what I'll do. I don't know what this is. It's not a vacation. An escape? Maybe. An adventure? Definitely. One man's search for nothing?
You may not like me. I'm not sure I like me. If you do, thanks a bunch. If you don't, fuck yourself with a cinnamon stick.