Gobs. You know, I've lapsed on my no-caffeine-intake plan this week, and it has me spouting off at the keyboard. Just as I type that someone in the kitchen here at the office just shattered what sounded like a previously-perfectly-intact glass plate.

I started reading a little about that Infinite Jest thingy. Now you've of course got me all wanting to read whatever the hell it is. In my jittery-quickness I haven't read far enough to really know anything except that the original manuscript sounds cool as hell.

I still feel like I'm walking in in the middle of someone else's conversation when I come here. Did I previously said that? DID I DID? I don't know or remember or even partially reconstructive surgery. Gads.

At any rate, aside from the length, is this something worth somebody's time reading? Or are you bungling up the airwaves with more of the noisery that makes things so semi-intractible?

I have mumbled right off the edge of the page