Learning Deliciously

Setting up my freaking del.icio.us page was becoming an exercise in frustration (I'll spare you the wannabe nerd ramblings), due in part to my million and a half bookmarks. It's almost like thumbing through the pages of your ancient journal, coming across people and places that you thought you'd need someday and then turning up dead pages right and left, then discovering that Momus of all people has a LiveJournal. Crazy world.