For some reason I feel the need to post something. I do not however, have anything in particular to post about. Had a date on Tuesday. It was fine, enjoyable even, but I may want to hold out for something better. Beggars can indeed be choosers. Either that, or I'm not actually a beggar. I just wish the whole online dating thing weren't such a ( Read more... )

I feel really alone. I don't know how to meet new people, and the ones I know have their own lives. Wish I knew where the positivity and motivation I had a few weeks ago went, because this sitting around depressed thing really isn't any fun. No goals, no motivation, no ideas. The only image I seem to project these days is sad, so I guess I can't ( Read more... )

I'd started to post something depressing. But really, it's all the same stuff you've heard from me before. When am I going to be able to get over myself and start actually changing things? And when do I become okay with the fact that my relationship with one of the best people I've ever known is irrevocably changed? Left work early again. Didn't * ( Read more... )

Those of you who know me know I have a lot of stuff. A lot. More all the time too. I've known I have too much for a long time, and I'm definitely aware I spend too much on it. But it's never really bothered me. I was happy in the acquisition of the stuff, the hunt, the small victory each time I found that great new thing I was looking for. Lately ( Read more... )

I had an entry here. But I decided it wasn't something I should leave up.

The title, like the majority of my titles, has nothing to do with anything ( Read more... )

Weird how that works.

It's lame of me to only write stuff like this when I'm sad. But it's generally the only way I can sort of put things right in my head. It doesn't help that I don't have much of a support network these days, since I tend to let my friendships wither ( Read more... )

It's almost five in the morning. I should have been asleep hours ago. For no particular reason, I find myself wide awake. Now, this wouldn't be a problem but for the fact that I work this afternoon and then have to be back at 9am on Saturday. Thus, I am not in a good position to be at all effective at work on Saturday. Part of my insomnia is stress ( Read more... )

So I was reading the most recent collection of Haruki Murakami short stories. I thought I'd happened upon a quote that seemed apt, but it was quoted offhandedly in the story, and upon looking it up I find it's less apropos than I'd hoped. It's from the composer, Debussy "Music is the silence between the notes." The line in the story is something ( Read more... )