tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-59988668981574910162011-09-06T07:01:33.438-07:00antickpixhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08743404170992663071noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5998866898157491016.post-79310249367019050702010-12-09T05:26:00.000-08:002010-12-09T05:26:59.301-08:00This is purely an exercise in nostalgia.<br /><br />Most of the people who were blogging when I started, six odd years ago, are inactive. They've grown up, and have lives. I should have one too. I even do, matter of fact. I used to be a blogger. I used to write things. I used to be someone else altogether; one that I haven't been for a while. As I said, nostalgia. <br /><br />I've gone through more blog addresses and service providers than I can care to remember, but I'm fairly certain that this was my first blogger address. Subsequently deleted and taken up by someone else, who then subsequently deleted it, and after blogger barring registration of the the name for a while, here we are.<br /><br />But.<br /><br />I very much doubt this space is going to be used all that often, or for anything other than I'm not even sure what. Still, it's here. A feeler into the wide web for no purpose in particular.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5998866898157491016-7931024936701905070?l=ibanti.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>antickpixhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08743404170992663071noreply@blogger.com0