I suppose I'm addicted.
I think much of my previous blog's charm was its unabashed expression of (what were at times, rather silly) emotions, from exuberance to depression. Of course intense emotions often involve others, and others often don't want the world to know what feelings they've inspired you to brew. Understandable, but I still want to vent every now and again, if only to myself, my Aunt, and random viewers.
I will, however, try to be more considerate in what I let fly.
Additionally, my opinions on many things have mellowed as of late, which may make me more tolerable, if less interesting.
[Coworker looks over the book lying on my desk, Emotional Intelligence]
Scott: I suspect I'm emotionally stupid.
Coworker: You're a man--it doesn't matter.