I’m sorry that I was so anrgy earlier, and while I don’t imagine that anyone has actually had the misfortune of reading this, I suppose it is a possibilty, and even though I know I could just put this in a note book, or delete it, or mail it to myself, or bury it in a hole, or burn it, or make the setting on this thing so no one can read it but me, I kind of like the idea that my weaknesses are exposed and something that I have to live with and take responsibility for. Ideally it would eventually make me a better person, though really, I don’t think people grow or change very much in their lives, after about the first or second year anyway. So if nothing else, this is just me saying I’m sorry.
I am: Bill Pemberton
