Hi, Randomfolk.

I like Randomfolk.  People I don't know.  Strangers who harbour an odd interest in my life.  I like them because despite how reserved I can be, I'm not a complete loner.  Yet keeping up dedicated correspondence is difficult, too; my well of social energy drains quickly.  Connecting passively by writing things that people can read, or not, if they choose, is a compromise of sorts.  And spmetimes what I write is of use or help to others, which is a bonus.

If I didn't like the notion of Randomfolk, this blog would be private, or it wouldn't exist at all.  I'm not sure which.  That said, there are limits on how interested one of you can be before it begins to creep me out.  Someone went way, way past those limits recently, and I've basically had enough.

So if you read this blog, and wish to continue doing so, please either comment on this post with your own blog URL or e-mail, or mail me at acquiexence [at] shortmail [dot] com (500-character limit; all I need is your name/online handle and your e-mail address, so please be brief), and we'll take it from there.

I will leave this post up for a week or two before I do anything else.

Much love, spanks, and dirty thoughts,

-a