"Now, a lot of readers of this 'weblog' -- well, a few of what's left of the readership -- have seen fit to chastise Trav as a 'Mr. Gloomypants' for expressing a certain amount of, shall we say, cynical detachment concerning the full and partial mss. that are currently in the hands of -- or at any rate, sitting in the computer files of -- these semi-mythical beings known as 'agents.'
"'A well-worn cynicism is the saddle beneath my butt of hope,' says I, Mr. Gloomypants. 'It is the glue with which I keep my noggin from exploding off my neck.'
"Well into the second year of his AgentQuest(TM) now, the most recent outburst of my alter ego, Trav (see below), is merely the logical expression of his experience of the aforementioned AQ, which has been, since roughly Day 2, a cavalcade of rejection and hope gone to rot.
"Added to which, he had seriously hoped that 2010 would turn out better than 2009, which sucked slimewater through a fire hose (in which suckiness the AQ played only a secondary role), but only 45 days are left before 2010 turns out to have been, no-if-ands-or-buts, worse than the preceding year. Something neither Trav nor Mr. Gloomypants could possibly have believed if they hadn't seen it lay itself out before their own eyes, day after frakking day.
"So, in short, Mr. Gloomypants, speaking on behalf of Trav, says he will take a powder when he has good reason to, and not before.
"Thank you for your attention to this matter."