we interrupt this story to bring you

a message from jamie,
who is, presently, back in the future...

04/02/06 - dear friends, i'm guessing most of you have noticed a severe lack of updates for the last few months. since the end of january 2006, until now, i've been incapable of doing much of anything in the realm of creative production, such as writing, and/or updating this, here, website. there's a lot of reasons why, but we can sum it up by saying, "i've been extremely weary, and both mentally and physically exhausted." the cause and effect, of which, is an enormous clusterfuck of ideas and random shit stuck in my head. my brain is stopped up with too many things, all trying to come out at once, rather than in tiny digestable morsels. in other words, i'm mentally constipated, and in need of an ex-lax for my brain.

since finishing PARAGRAPH 1, above, i've consumed approximately 38 ounces of the 44OZ DIET COKE/FANTA STRAWBERRY SODA-FOUNTAIN-SUICIDE-DRINK i recently purchased from a not-so-nice-looking convenience store clerk who was, and is, sporting an apparent skin infection, the likes of a chicken and/or small pox, and/or a full-body-blown herpes. my potentially skin-disease-infested beverage is, as fate would have it, a wonderous digestive laxative, as i write this while perched on the edge of a toilet seat, with many a colorful thing shooting from between my parted butt cheeks. it seems i've been blocked up in areas other than just my brain.

since finishing PARAGRAPH 2, and having lost about 5 pounds of unnecessary baggage from my bowels and brains, i have started to feel a whole lot better. i think the soda-suicide did the trick. perhaps, it is finally time to write again, and get everyone, including myself, caught up on what i was doing while out on the road. please forgive the delay.

sincerely,
jamie