While I rarely have the energy or mental clarity for a fully fleshed out blah blah in the livejournal, I almost always have the energy for picspam over at tumblr.
I'm still playing with the formatting. But you get the idea. I think most of by brand of "blah blah" is being taken care of by more capable people these days. And there's that whole time/effort aspect. I'm happy to write to empty rooms so it's not lack of audience that bothers me. It really comes down to not having anything to say that can't be summed up in a single sentence with an exclamation mark and maybe the word "bitches" thrown in there somewhere.
I'm in a weird transition period right now where I'm figuring out what my next phase is. Because it's happening. And for a change I think I should be aware of it before it's finished. It would be neat. So who the hell knows.
Maybe I'll makeup my way through Kevin Aucoin's Making Faces, realize I'm really a huge bulldyke, and start setting my husband up on dates. Or maybe I'll just... ya know... take up roller skating.
WE SHALL SEE