I’ve officially switched from Movable Type to WordPress, the latter of which I’ve decided is a far superior platform. This involved manually copying content from the old database, including every entry, comment, timestamp, and ip address logged. Even though it took me nearly a month, I was able to go through my old entries and make the thumbnails, links, quotes, and formatting consistent.
Thanks to the experiences of every day life, for the people I hate, the people I love, the ones I respect, and the ones who inspire me to do more. It’s these that make sure I never run out of things to say.
Thanks to Trolley, who reminds me with his comments that I always have at least one reader.
Thanks to Aaron and Pat, for showing me that they care when they tell me that they keep up-to-date with my life through this.
Thanks to Bronwen, with whom I’m the person I’ve always wanted to be.
Thanks to Number18, for giving me hope with her daily life, and her über cool input jacks.
Thanks to Tina and Aurora, for their enigmatic entries that inspire me to write better.
Thanks to Winston and Barb, for letting me know that I, in turn, could inspire someone to start writing for themselves.
Thanks to Sikander for being the guy who shares music with me, even though we’ve never met in real life.
Thanks to Sophia, for introducing me to music like CocoRosie, and quoting my own old archived entries back to me.
Thanks to Dru, a design artist I’ve admired for years, for unofficially stealing from me, an unspoken compliment I hold dear to my heart.
No thanks to the stalkers, who say they’ll never visit, yet continue to read on a daily basis. The ones who hide behind services like Anonymouse, naively believing that all their http requests are masked. The self proclaimed hypocrites, who have the FUCKING AUDACITY to tell me about the vices of blogging, yet blog themselves. The exact reason why I never answer my phone anymore.
No thanks to the sequacious commentors who say stuff but don’t say anything, or those who comment for the sake of personal advertisement.
No thanks to the hotlinkers, who continue to steal my images, and in turn, my bandwidth and money.
When I was converting my database and going through the old entries, I could recall each and every emotion that drove them. My writing has become less rambling, less depressing, less cryptic since I started back in 2002. As time goes on and the entries become more recent, there seems to be a subtle, burgeoning hope, a reflection of the experiences I’ve gone through and a changing worldview.
And from the beginning of this blog to the entries I write now, the most important thing is that I always have more people to thank.