Been away for a while. Things have been kind of hectic in my life. But who cares? I am alive and so are you (assuming no zombies read this rubbish).

So I am about to go in for some surgery. Night before, is it scary? Not really. I think the only fear I feel is vicarious fear from other people. Am I looking forward to this? Not really either. Not sure why. There is probably too much stress in the other things that have been happening around me. But then I could just be a cold fish. I wonder if I should go into more detail. Maybe another time...

Anyway mostly I am writing this because I have been away for so long. Just wanted people to know I am still alive and still rambling about meaningless junk. I will write something more interesting when I have recovered.