getting back into the swing of this type of thing

[dork_for_sale]

blah blah blah - more words about nothing meaningful, everything trite and resentful.  all i ever talk about is how i can't stand some aspect of life, the people around me or my job or my (lack of)love life, so why bother with something like this?  a public declaration of emotion, feeling, deep true internal meaning that holds no weight for anyone else unless its relative to them focused on shallow individual stages of a mid-20s white male in modern america.  the story itself is so fucking old, played and uninteresting even i don't care to delve into it...but here goes right?

its been 190 weeks since my last LJ post.  how time flies.