You know, it’s been a good long while since I’ve written anything of substance.

If you know me, you’ll know that any substantial writing I do tends to fall into two categories: (1) Baring my soul to the World (e.g. “My life is sooooo shite — sob, sob, blubber, blubber”), and (2) Math.

Now in regards to the former, I’ve noticed that over time, my heart has seized up into a cold, impenetrable rock of melancholy, and I’ve learned to deal with whatever emotional crisis I may be going through at the time (Translation: I’m so emo, I can’t even talk about my emo-ness — which, uh…would make me like, super-emo).

In regards to the latter, I’m working on something big.

Okay, wait. I know better than anybody how many times I’ve promised big things, but haven’t delivered. My archives are littered — just fuckin’ littered — with incomplete projects, from my Mathematics of Attraction series, to my Mathematics of Fluids series.

I’m fucking horrible. I know.

But this time, it’s going to be different. I know you’ve heard it all, before. But I swear, this big thing — whatever it is — is going to make an appearance sometime before the end of March. Maybe it’ll be next week. Maybe not. But it will see the light of day.

Uh…unless, you know, I get into a horrible lawnmower accident and have both of my arms chopped off and reduced to stumps.

Then I make no guarantees.