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This wouldn’t be a real blog unless I took absence and from regularly posting, and then returned to apologize about not posting regularly. Well, perhaps if I actually posted regularly as my modus operandi, then I could reclaim the hearts of my inter-networked readers with an eloquent apology, if I actually had readers.

I watched You’ve Got Mail tonight, the story of two people falling in to love, facilitated by the internet. It’s strange to recall a time not so long ago when asking if someone was “online” meant if they had tried the strange new internet or not. Nowadays it seems as though people of my generation will definitely use the internet regularly if they have access to it. Unlike sports, or partying, or playing music, there doesn’t seem to be a division between those who are and those who are not “into it”. Certainly there are degrees of internet usage, from those who devote themselves to their increasingly decorated and populated M-Space pages, to those who read a few news sites every few days, and even to those who try to get the most out of the net by self-publishing, researching, and communicating. Perhaps it is the flexibility and endlessly diverse content that makes to medium so impossible to dismiss.

I watched You’ve Got Mail tonight, the story of a small family-owned bookstore closing as it looses business to a much larger competitor. It’s strange to consider the growing collection of processed trees and ink that I call my own library. It was in the past two years that I began to consider this assortment of books as vital to my persona as my guitar, my bicycle, or my computer.

“Today I Learned” and “Another Journal Comic” will return tomorrow.