The blog's gonna suffer. I knew it, so did you. I'm sorry it has to be this way. It doesn't mean I won't write and I won't post, but my class is all about the psychology of ME. Where I examine my life and my thoughts ad nauseum and then post or email my responses to such. The fact is -- that takes a lot out of me. Too much me.

Yes. Even I can have too much me. And if I have had enough of ME, it's not like I can very well get away from me -- can I? Not unless I go Eve on y'all.

Which could be fun. I could create some alternate rap-ego. Instead of Slim Shady I could be Fat Funny. Jam-eating Jaded. Hmmm... I'll have to work on that one.

Not quite the same level of creating my own Slapaho name, but what're you gonna do??