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i want to post because i haven't posted in a Really Long Time, but at the same time, posting feels sort of superfluous. like, i should be doing Real Housework instead of catching up on gmail and lj. a friend once expressed frustration at my always posting that i needed to Do The Dishes and Clean My Room, but the truth of the matter is that, come the weekend, these press heavily on me. also, they are something i am Trying To Figure Out. i feel that being a Real Grownup includes being someone who can care for my space in an appropriate way, so that i always would feel comfortable having someone over. however, my space hasn't been in that state in years, i think.
but email and lj are important, too. with all the time i spend Doing Things, and then needing my downtime to be Real Downtime, a lot of things are slipping through the cracks.
i'm afraid i'm not making any sense.
i haven't posted in a Long Time because things at work have been Not Fun and life, in general, has been full. i'm also celebrating the connections with Real Humans (as opposed to Humans Through Internet). this takes away time from my journals and from my housework, though, for sure. also, when things are shitty, i want to talk to someone rather than write about it.
there are things in my life that i am happy about, and there are things that i am not happy about. and i feel either too busy or too tired, or both, to spend the time thinking about them and sorting through them. or when i do, i can tell that my thoughts are tinted by tiredness or business or vague illness or hunger or hormones.
Notes:
i recently moved my office down the hall. that was unexpected and a little tiring, but it didn't take all that long
i attended two wonderful parties this weekend. so good. i'm sad that they meant staying up 'til 2, but i did it anyway.
i'm going to Do Things some more, now, i think.