A Blast from the Past

blast from the past

It's from my mother that I inherited my packrat tendencies, especially when it comes to paper. Thankfully, I'm much more of a digital packrat than a physical object packrat, so I don't have the storage problem she does. Of course, she's making up for the storage problem by finding stuff like this -- an old letter to Santa from yours truly and four or five journal entries from when I was eight years old -- and mailing it to me, thus making it my storage problem. So I turn to the magic of Scribd. Enjoy. Or not. I won't force you.