2002-05-19 - 11:38 p.m.

Uberhamster's Second Anniversary

Today Lily and I woke up to a big surprise - it was snowing! This wasn't some feeble flurries either - it was seriously coming down, and it seemed to be sticking.

What the hell! The air conditioning in the apartment came on yesterday! And today it's snowing! I can NEVER remember getting snow like this in mid-May. Welcome to We Broke The Planet, Part XXVII.

So, today is the second anniversary of this diary, which started on May 19, 2000. Last year I noted that I'd only had 244 entries in 365 days. Well, this last year was even worse with just 197 entries.

Of course, you and I know it's been much worse than that. Updates here have been sporadic at best. They'll be no updates for weeks, and then there will be a flurry of entries, appearing one on top of the other. Only a few days ago I was more than a month behind, and presto! Now I'm pretty much caught up.

For the people checking here regularly, this must be annoying. A long time ago I figured out the one thing that maintains an audience is consistent updating. Of course, knowing this and DOING it are two different things.

All I can say is I'm sorry, and I'll try to do better this year.

I know that I've said this before, but this diary is past due for an upgrade. Now that I'm caught up, I think I'm finally going to sign up for a gold membership. And there are various other niceties that make a diary more readable that should be here, like an introductory page and a cast page. These are things I hope to have in place in the near future.

I like to think of myself as a person who keeps his promises and it bugs me that so far my follow-through here has been pretty poor.

Well, I do have a nice new layout, featuring my little friend Partly Cloudy, courtesy of Sinnamon. That's a start!

In terms of the improvements I've been wanting to do on my life, so far my success rate has been pretty poor too. If anything I've been backsliding since my last anniversary. I have to face facts: if I want to do all the things I claim I want to, I have to stop dawdling. After all, I don't have all the time in the world.