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    Poor, bitter Jackie Collins is up to her old tricks again. Actually, what she's up to would better fall under the category of wacko stalking. It's really quite a bit frightening. She honestly seems obsessed with me; completely bent on trying to hurt me. And, since you really can't reason with a lunatic, it's best to just go to the authorities.

    And, it's best to consider, once again, going anonymous. It wouldn't make a difference if her rantings and vitriol were based in fact, because they aren't, or if she even stated herself in a coherent way, which she doesn't, it's just that... well, it's creeepy. This whole journal is based on good faith. It's based in the idea that my readers will have the integrity to take the trust which I have placed in them and not abuse it. Don't think that I have idealized notions of humanity. I don't. I know the Jackie Collins of this world run unchecked. Well, until they run across me at which time I check them and they flip out.

    To be... or not is the question. Thoughts?

    I continue to be swamped at work. I just can't seem to find the time to update this regularly. I'm definitely ready for a change here. Probably a new design after Christmas. I see a digital camera in my future and hope to start a photo journal of Portland. I've got a design for that forming in my head. I need to find that photography muse again. I've missed it and taken a break from it long enough. One thing that is holding me back is the lack of a darkroom. In college I could pick up photography whenever I wanted because I could always find a darkroom and use it for free. In fact, come to think of it, during my four years at college I did stints in four separate darkrooms.

    T. fessed up on one of my would-be Christmas gifts. He said he wasn't able to get it so he might as well tell me since he thought it was such a neat-o idea. Apparently, he was bidding on some enlargers over at Ebay but got outbid. That's just so cool. I would have never thought to ask for that but that would have been amazing to get. Of course, maybe he's just trying to kick my ass in gear. The possibility of owning an enlarger is now tantalizingly and infuriatingly out of reach so I simply must get one. A digital camera would still be awesome and I will have one but there's something really amazing that goes on when you get into the actual printing of photographs. The smell of fixer....

    One last thing, I came across the Oregon Brewers Guild site (I love their Coat of Arms) and thought I'd add it to my paltry link list. Why was I doing this again?