Forgotten
Hello all you boys and girls in computerland. I forgot about you, well maybe not so much you as this blog. Of course if you really knew me you'd expect something like this. It's not such that I purposely forget about things, as that if I don't have reminders that something exists I forget about them. Most people would blame it on the drugs, but the fact is there are none to blame it on. I could blame it on genetics, but on the forgetfulness front I tend to be on par with my father, who has nearly a 25 year head start on me. Since I can't remember being a baby we'll just say my mother dropped me one too many times. I think this a safe explanation. I mean who's going to fess up to something like that, so even if we ask her (since she's more likely to remember) she'll deny it, which shows it's true. (Yes I realize the faulty logic behind that, but I need a reason.)
Now does anyone remember why I was writing this?
