Feeling decidedly ungroovy
My e-mail client has gone on strike, apparently, because it's no longer allowing me to download e-mails from any of my accounts. Considering that I receive several hundred messages a day, this just blows. I swear, I have been having the crappiest luck with computers lately.
There are a bunch of things I've been meaning to write about, but for some reason I just can't work up the enthusiasm or the self-control to actually sit down, gather my thoughts, and construct a well-written post about anything. And there's so much I want to talk about: religion (which has been on my mind a lot lately), some books I've just finished reading, family life, my newfound infatuations with Audible.com and icon-making, my TV viewing habits, an idiotic work anecdote involving Neil Diamond, and various ruminations on various subjects. Not that any of you actually care about any of that, but...well, I do. :-P
I find I'm having the same dilemma as several of my other online pals - I need a real, honest-to-goodness, flesh and blood friend, who lives within traveling distance, that I can hang out with, do fun stuff with, and just generally share my ups and downs with. I mean, I adore my online friends, and you're all just awesome people, but at the end of the day, when I turn that computer off, there's nobody out there who particularly cares where I am, or what I'm doing, or has any desire to talk to me or spend time in my company. And usually, that doesn't bother me much. But lately...I just need more than this, you know?
There are a bunch of things I've been meaning to write about, but for some reason I just can't work up the enthusiasm or the self-control to actually sit down, gather my thoughts, and construct a well-written post about anything. And there's so much I want to talk about: religion (which has been on my mind a lot lately), some books I've just finished reading, family life, my newfound infatuations with Audible.com and icon-making, my TV viewing habits, an idiotic work anecdote involving Neil Diamond, and various ruminations on various subjects. Not that any of you actually care about any of that, but...well, I do. :-P
I find I'm having the same dilemma as several of my other online pals - I need a real, honest-to-goodness, flesh and blood friend, who lives within traveling distance, that I can hang out with, do fun stuff with, and just generally share my ups and downs with. I mean, I adore my online friends, and you're all just awesome people, but at the end of the day, when I turn that computer off, there's nobody out there who particularly cares where I am, or what I'm doing, or has any desire to talk to me or spend time in my company. And usually, that doesn't bother me much. But lately...I just need more than this, you know?