A new leaf. Rather than refraining from posting until my musings have reached some unachievable (while nonetheless paltry) threshold of coherence and depth, I will now let a blog be a blog. Henceforth, this is a stream of consciousness, a record of things I'd prefer not to -- but might -- forget (e.g. my life). My senior year of high school (a remarkable 10 years ago), I kept a thoughts-journal. It was made out of duct tape, and had the word ΦιλοσοΦια inscribed on the cover. I loved it very much, though of course I shudder when I on occasion leaf through it. I look forward to doing similar shuddering in mere weeks here! To come: thoughts this eve.