I demand email. Please? I know people visit, but they never say anything. I feel like I'm standing on the edge of a highway, holding up a placard with my thoughts on it, and no one stops. Or even waves. And it's dark. And raining. No, snowing. It's damn snowing!

Enough melodrama. Topics for your email? Life, love, grapes, Turkish coffee, apathy, my favourite band, your favourite band, that guy sitting over there in the computer lab.

Anything. Please, just email me.