Basement Chronicles

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This is my last Chronicle.

Well, there's a good chance that it is. How about this: this is the last Chronicle that I want to write.

My original intent when I started this section was to keep people informed of my life down here at college. At the time, I was new to the experience, and felt that I could share the experience and the misery with others. Nearly three years later, I cannot honestly say that it has a story worth the telling. I am still living in a basement, am going to school, and am generally dismayed with my mode of life. If I were writing my own story, this would be the part I skip over by saying "Four years later..." If I were reading that story, I might be a little distraught at the lack of detail, but I would get over it, and be resolved that I didn't miss anything.

That's not to say that I don't consider what I've done and wrote to be worthless. I put a lot of time into writing these, and I'm even proud of some of them. But the ones I like the best are the ones that aren't journalistic, the ones that I didn't write as 'blog entries'. These are the ones I wrote as fiction, or more as stories than just telling what happened.

So as my life continues to be as it always has been, I want to explore other types of writing rather than bore myself and others about how everybody is a machine, and that you think like computers, etcetera and whatever. But hey, if it didn't bore you to tears I'd be happy to talk about it. If so, you know where to find me.

So here comes the part that I so rarely reach in my chronicles: the conclusion. I won't try and work up to it, or make it anything special, otherwise it'll never happen. I just have to outright say it in order to be done with it.

It is here these chronicles end. Or at least end with an ellipsis. Thanks for reading.