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I have to confess this: I wasn't going to continue with this journal. I wasn't sure what the point is. First, it doesn't seem like anyone reads it, except for that one random person who posted a comment. Second, it's not like anyone who reads this thinks that it's real. They probably look at it and laugh at what a joke it all is. The guy who e-mailed all of those questions certainly seems to think it is. Does anyone actually think Copithorne is a real guy? Of course not. So it didn't seem like there was much point in continuing.

At the same time, things have been pretty crappy in my life lately, and I really didn't know the proper way to express that in this forum. Sometimes I read other "blogs", and they're full of seventeen year olds whining about how their parents are Nazis, or how some guy they liked blew them off or some other mundane triviality that affects their lives. And I realized that a lot of time, a journal is just therapy. You write about what's going on, and even if you can't express yourself very well (or even in coherent sentences), at least you're getting something off your chest, and somehow it feels better.

I'm going to try to be more diligent in updating this journal, both the good and the bad, the exciting and the mundane. No promises, but that's the hope.

On another note, it's good to see the folks in that submarine were rescued. The water in the PK harbor is pretty cold even in August... I can't imagine the open sea around Kamchatka is any warmer. It's also good to see the U.S. and Japan getting involved in saving Russians. The Japanese and Russians still haven't formally ended World War II, and many Russians still don't trust America, so it's nice that we're all working together even on something as short-term as this.