one’s twenties, presumably, are about self-discovery. taking stock of yourself post-adolescence. establishing who you are as an adult, formulating a plan for the rest of your life. growing comfortable in your own skin, hopefully a skin that is thick enough to help you through tough times, but not weathered enough to prevent you from feeling the world around you.

one’s thirties, presumably, are about executing one’s plan. hitting play. inching, leaping, bounding, spiraling forward into the next chapter–or chapters–of your existence. evolving beyond just learning and discovery and absorbing your environment. rather, your thirties might be when you really start to affect the world around you.

eric has always thought of himself as a timeless classic, and you know what? being 31 is no different than being 23 for me—i am still equal parts intellectual adult genius mixed with egotistical adolescent gigolo. just because the exciting adolescence of my twenties is pretending to be finished, doesn’t mean i no longer have stories to tell. debates to wage. questions to ask. personal neuroses to share. self-deprecating anecdotes to blog.

so, with limited fanfare, consider evijhserf to have returned from a 4-year hiatus.

i halted blogging regularly in 2004, due to web 1.0 fatigue, blogger burnout, and my online flamboyance interfering with my offline privacy. the itch to write has been there for the past 4 years, unscratched. i tried the myspace blog and the facebook notes and the tumblr blogs and the twitter tweets, but evijhserf is this homo’s home.

evijhserf will slowly tiptoe back into the limelight again. names will be changed to protect the guilty. graphic tales of love in the gutter, lust on the dancefloor, flirting in first class, remote romance and gay homosexualism will be painted across your screen from my corner of the interweb. oh, dear reader, the amazing stories i wanted to share with you! the insane anecdotes that i need to get down in writing!

[by the way, this will be my only acknowledgment and apology of this 4-year "hiatus". let's just pretend like nothing ever happened. you like to pretend, right?]