It’s odd to look back on all my old posts and wonder what happened.  As I was recreating the old posts here I got to read, reminisce and cringe about things I’ve said in the past.  If I was a little sneakier I’d skip out on some of my old posts, but they represent me, or what was me, and to try and pretend they never happened might invite me to do the same again.

That’s not to say I’ve done anything exceedingly horrid, but sometimes I wonder why I said or did certain things.  Also, looking back, it’s amazing to see the things I intended to do.

I’m not deluded enough to think that everything I say I’m going to do to the letter, but it’s amazing to see how far from the intended path I have strayed.

All I can say is that this particular path to hell is.. mostly paved with good intentions.