I've been clearing off stuff all day on my computer and OMG I'm not even close to being done. I figure maybe I shouldn't even bother but it will feel better to be organized or whatever. But really, some of this work stuff and old diary entries will never see the light of day - I kind of wonder why I save them. I always thought I might share my gallivanting with celebrities and near death experiences with stalker arsonists with my kids one day but I ain't got no kids. What to do, what to do. I think maybe I'll just post the random stories one at a time on my blog. Is it still cool to have an autograph collection? I mean, now days it's all about those photos. It's a unorganized mess of unfinished notes and partial diary entries from scraps of paper to files on the hard drive. Writing all that out means feeling all the drama again, although revisiting some of the craziness would be cathartic I suppose.