Hi.

Remember me?

In between dinners with teen pop sensations and transporting all of my belongings to that political city 500 miles South, I attempt to keep a web journal.

And sometimes I fail.

But the bright shining light at the end of Tunnel 2000 tells me that new leaves and clean slates are right around the corner. And in the spirit of the season, I am hoping for your kind charity and forgiveness.

What's your holiday hope?