Plaidophile

I'm not the one who's dying, and the event which precipitated the previous entry has nothing to do with the "life clock" in the corner of my weblog's front page, aside from it being an all-too-ironic confluence of events. Perhaps there's a basis in the reason behind the countdown timer, since I didn't feel it appropriate to actually broadcast details to the world about something in my personal life.

Anyway, it's just generally good advice. If there is someone who you care about, tell them you love them, and really mean it. Nobody does it enough, and eventually it'll be too late.

I know it's cliché. If certain things didn't happen constantly they wouldn't be clichés.