I've thought about adding content further than my boring ramblings about the nothing my life is. I was going to do a lyrics index of all the CDs I own. It probably would've gotten further if I hadn't started on Will Oldham. Maybe even further if I could understand what the fuck he's saying. I'd post the novel that ate my life, but that would screw any chance of it being published. Speaking of publishing, that story should be out by now. If you live in an Australian capital city, find an alternative music/book store and see if you can find a copy of tiny epics. Well, you don't have to, but that's where it is. I can't even remember if the story was any good. I can't remember it being any good. I wonder if they edited it much.