I have been terribly neglectful. I'm so sorry ( Read more... )

We've been playing a lot of Dwarf Fortress lately ( Read more... )

I'm sorry for being so neglectful. I definitely still follow all of you guys (the few of you who still post ( Read more... )

2010 was the best year in my memory to date. I got a job. I got promoted. I reached my first financial goal ever. I made a difficult relationship decision that needed deciding. I made up my mind to quit forcing myself to socialize in ways that make me hate socializing-which is to say, I finally embraced my introversion in a way that I haven't since ( Read more... )

I want to say so much.

I really dislike dates. I like hanging out with people, and I like having excuses to see things and do things. I just dislike the wishy-washiness of it all. Sometimes dates feel like a job interview, except that it isn't clear who's interviewing whom or what, precisely, the position is. The process is like a strange, stilted, improvised dance where ( Read more... )

I don't mind people who go door-to-door or cry out on street corners to convert you to religion. I do think their methods are ineffective and frequently irritating, but their hearts are in the right places.

If there is an afterlife, securing a satisfying one-and helping others to do the same-is the single most important thing one can do. Nothing ( Read more... )

In 2008, I decided that 2009 would be different. A number of things led me to the conclusion: the deaths of two grandparents, the fights with my ex, the new presidency, my graduation, the development of a crush, the recession…

It couldn't keep going that way. Something had to bend or break, for better or for worse. In late 2008, I began ( Read more... )

So I've had bronchitis for two weeks now, apparently a complication of swine flu. I'm on antibiotics and a prescription inhaler. It's very nearly cleared up now, though there's still some slight wheezing and occasional coughing fits.

It was not a very good two weeks. My muscles have atrophied (though my diaphragm is in excellent shape, I must say ( Read more... )

I want to talk, but my throat is sore, so instead I want to write, but I'm not sure what to say. Time to wing it ( Read more... )