Today is the beginning of my literary career. A friend of mine has invited me to be a writer for his magazine, Prophet... I don't know anything about it, but it's gotten published, and with nice and shiny paper stock, too. Gotta be a winner. Plus, he says I'll get free concert passes. Super neato.

I noded a minor opus, Ajax: A Short Story, and then foolishly clicked "Don't display in New Writeups."(It was only to test how it came out, dammit.) Now I'll never be able to nodevertize it, save through laborious softlinking. Everything, oh, you are a cruel mistress.