The time is ripe for me to become re-addicted to blogging. Finals are over, I'm back at home, blissfully free of any demands on my time. But then, it is a truth universally acknowledged that the forbidden fruit is sweetest, and now that I'm free to while away my time on any undeserving pastime I choose, the appeal of wasting hours on the phone, sleeping, and googling random personality quizzes has faded. Although at least now I know that I'm destined to spend the afterlife on the 4th level of Hell in Dante's Inferno. Looking back on the few entries in my blog thus far I am tempted to continue in the same vein, although the sad reality is that my quasi-philisophocal reflections on my life are just an indulgently rambling expression of thoughts everyone probably experiences. But then everybody else is doing it so might as well join in (and no, I wouldn't jump off the cliff, but then I am scared of heights). Perhaps I should head my page with a disclaimer about the mostly incoherent and consistently self-absorbed jabberings to follow.