Time honored
In keeping with a long, and slightly abandoned feeling tradition I am posting while at work on a holiday. While it is not as mind-numbingly slow as I expected, there is definitely time to kill. Unfortunately, when killing time in my office it's important to not leave any witnesses, and my whole team is here. Eliminating them all would be frowned on, though it would mean I had more work to do. Ah, the sweet dilemmas in my life...
It's cold in here, which I just noticed. I've put my wrap on and am waiting for its soft fuzzy warmth to come find me and say hello.
This is where I usually fail in journal entries lately. There are a lot of things I don't much want to talk about, and a lot of things which would only interest me I think. As this journal is a public place, it seems a bit silly to use it for private things and lock everyone out.
I'm left in truth, with trying to figure out what this journal should be for. I somehow have this feeling I'm using it wrong.
It's cold in here, which I just noticed. I've put my wrap on and am waiting for its soft fuzzy warmth to come find me and say hello.
This is where I usually fail in journal entries lately. There are a lot of things I don't much want to talk about, and a lot of things which would only interest me I think. As this journal is a public place, it seems a bit silly to use it for private things and lock everyone out.
I'm left in truth, with trying to figure out what this journal should be for. I somehow have this feeling I'm using it wrong.