| update-ish I used to say that the purpose of this weblog was to update friends and family about what was going on in my life that they wouldn't hear in phonecalls and emails and letters. And since I barely ever communicate with friends and family in any of those methods, letting this die is not a good idea. More personal updates? To a degree. One must always avoid releasing too much out there especially when mom & coworkers don't need to know about the amount of pantie shots in the anime you are watching. TMI, right? A rut. Rut am I. And I am not rutting. But I am in one. One so deep it might a crater left over from those asteroid movies I am so fond of. It's more a routine, a routine I am used to but not a good one. It involves going into work late every morning. Well not technically late as it is the time they suggested to me. But it means I leave work at 6:30pm every day. That means getting home sometime between 7:15pm and 8pm. And then making dinner and then either watching some TV or playing some video games. Right now? "Do you want romp?" does not mean so grindy grindy grindy, unless you consider the grind of WoW leveling. And we are only midway through season three of Doctor Who. And that is basically it. So many plans, so many things on my plate to do. Three designs in the works for webpages -- mine, my photoblog (stalled again) and one for a friend. One promised for a friend and not fulfilled. I suck. The apartment still desperately needs to be PURGED. You know, it is really hard to give away old RPG books. Nobody will even consider taking them. Not for free. But it matters not cuz I am not boxing them, not listing them, not carrying them, not moving them. Weekends? Laundry. Cleaning. Sitting. Staring. TV. More WoW. Some Dungeonsiege. Some TF2. Some more fighting with our new ISP. Some season 3 of The Wire. A movie or two DLed. More sitting. More staring. Not getting out the door. Not making tasty recipes. Barely ever going out to a movie. No D&D writing. No D&D playing. No CD covers. More staring. It's weird because I finally got away from The Store. I finally abandoned the stress induced coma I was in there. But I retained the coma it seems. I got the new job and the new paycheck. I am fulfilled (to a degree, nothing is ever perfect) at work. I like my coworkers. But I cannot abandon the sloth that I sorry-for-myself provided as the excuse for everything when I was going no where at The Store. Maybe The Store was the excuse and the symptoms were deeper? Eeeek. Maybe sometimes it's better to not update you about what has been going on in my life? March 27 08 |
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