And so it goes
Well, I should be happy today.
We got some spiffy games last night and went out to Chinese dinner.
We paid the mercinary bastiches at Heromachine (just kidding- I really like their product, so it's not -too- bad to pay 10 bucks to them) for the beta test version, which we should be getting the pass to soon.
I got a lot of fan mail and feedback from my latest article.
And acording to Aus, I should be happy because I'm a beautiful angel who does wonderful marvelous things.
Which is all very nice and sweet.
But I do feel sort of blah today, in spite of all that. Perhaps it is because of the weather- there's a lot of rain coming down in those nasty sheets that makes my bones all achy, and the barometric preasure do odd things to my sinus cavities.
Or it could be the fact that my niece is in the hospital with her schitzophrenic delusions again. That's never a fun family moment.
Could be because our roleplaying game is undergoing remodling, and the comforting routine of playing characters in their cozy little lives is disrupted.
Or all these things, and more.
But sometimes (perhaps because of the time I spent with the Buddhist monks) I rather enjoy feeling blech. Not that I'm a goth poser and getting all down and depressive with my angstful self, But the Buddhists believe that 'life is suffering' and that suffering, therefore, is an inherant part of being alive. Being blech reminds me that there will be a counterbalancing joyful moment, and that by experiencing the less than happy feeling of slight apathy and semi-ick, I am paving the way to my future apretiation of good times.
Plus, I'm wearing fuzzy slippers.
It's very hard to be completely at odds with life while wearing fuzzy slippers.
I added a new person to my friends list, renniekins . Maybe she will add me to hers, and I will make a new LJ friend. I'm not very good at making new friends on livejournal, though. I don't know why. I'm like an LJ hermit.
We got some spiffy games last night and went out to Chinese dinner.
We paid the mercinary bastiches at Heromachine (just kidding- I really like their product, so it's not -too- bad to pay 10 bucks to them) for the beta test version, which we should be getting the pass to soon.
I got a lot of fan mail and feedback from my latest article.
And acording to Aus, I should be happy because I'm a beautiful angel who does wonderful marvelous things.
Which is all very nice and sweet.
But I do feel sort of blah today, in spite of all that. Perhaps it is because of the weather- there's a lot of rain coming down in those nasty sheets that makes my bones all achy, and the barometric preasure do odd things to my sinus cavities.
Or it could be the fact that my niece is in the hospital with her schitzophrenic delusions again. That's never a fun family moment.
Could be because our roleplaying game is undergoing remodling, and the comforting routine of playing characters in their cozy little lives is disrupted.
Or all these things, and more.
But sometimes (perhaps because of the time I spent with the Buddhist monks) I rather enjoy feeling blech. Not that I'm a goth poser and getting all down and depressive with my angstful self, But the Buddhists believe that 'life is suffering' and that suffering, therefore, is an inherant part of being alive. Being blech reminds me that there will be a counterbalancing joyful moment, and that by experiencing the less than happy feeling of slight apathy and semi-ick, I am paving the way to my future apretiation of good times.
Plus, I'm wearing fuzzy slippers.
It's very hard to be completely at odds with life while wearing fuzzy slippers.
I added a new person to my friends list, renniekins . Maybe she will add me to hers, and I will make a new LJ friend. I'm not very good at making new friends on livejournal, though. I don't know why. I'm like an LJ hermit.