I haven't posted here in a while. I haven't been keeping up with the Vox page.
I think that means it's time to leave Vox.
I've been thinking of outright leaving ever since I realized how many of my contacts had either deleted their account or had chosen to not post anymore. And the thing is, there really aren't very many good private thoughts that I have. If I'm sick of the world, I'd rather talk about it with somebody in the real world over tea and cinnamon buns and maybe get a hug afterwards. So there's only so much to be gained from posting here vs. on wirewd.com. I feel like Vox is dying.
But I'm not enough of a drama queen to actually obliterate my content or delete my account or something silly like that. I've already added the last remaining voxers who I have as contacts who seem to still be posting to my RSS reader. I'm probably going to migrate either the best-of or just everything over to wirewd.com and then intermingle it back with my personal posts before I joined vox so that you can start the story in about 2002 and continue in bursts and spurts up to now.