"Just what the world needs, another fucking sunset." Yeah, I hate sunset photos as much as the next guy (as long as that next guy isn't some cheeseball postcard photographer), but with this one- I can't remember if my roommate or I took it, but I remember it was a very feel good day where everything was beautiful, which is the exact type of feeling I've been craving for quite some time now. So sue me, sometimes you just need that cheeseball postcard kind of moment. It's been an insanely long time since SUBBACULTCHA was last updated, to be honest I can't really say I'm sorry. I had nothing flowing inside of me, desire was dead, and I had been spending hours on end underneath my covers hoping that each day was already over by the time I mustered up the courage to pull them back. Jesus, how's that for melodrama? Things aren't so bad, I know I'll be okay when the dust is brushed off. SUBBACULTCHA by far is not the starting point, but I'm finding it to be a bit theraputic. I scrapped everything I had been working on the past year. Fuck it. It was all just me trying to impress people- lookit the fancy pages I can make, all on my own! But when it came down to it, there was nothing behind the flashy curtain. When did I start to put apperances before content? Christ, what's wrong with me? And so it begins: the overhaul. I would've taken away all the old sections, but nostalgia always gets the best of me. I've decided to make SUBBACULTCHA less of a magazine and more of a personal site, since the fanzine quality faded away about 4 years ago. It feels good, like spring cleaning. Maybe more sections will be added up along the way, but we'll know when we get there. Until then welcome to the new SUBBACULTCHA. Have a wonderful good pussy day and a beautiful good pussy life. ::sterile:: 10.15.02