And thus, reading journals swallow my life whole.
Have just finished Tender is the Night. Am now convinced of personal theory which posits that all of history's "Great Writers," the poet laureates and the Penguin Classics contingent, are really just emo kids who grew up and figured out how to pander their emo-ness to the masses. This is why I still read kids books and find absolutely nothing wrong with Chick Lit. I want someone to acknowledge that altruism and love (the truer, non-corrosive kind) exist, that all life is not darkness and despair.
I would really like to update more often. I've found I have a lot to say for myself lately, which may or may not have to do with the fact that I have more to avoid saying. Unfortunately, LJ's update page has caught a bug or something because it has developed a tendency to shut down Netscape arbitrarily whenever I try to use it, which has caused some of my more ephemeral thought processes to be lost in the infinity of cyberspace, or else my initiative to collapse because I can't be bothered to do the work twice. Either way, the fact that I have been loose on my e-responsibilities is something I regret hugely, but I can't seem to find the time or the providence to get caught up.
I would really like to update more often. I've found I have a lot to say for myself lately, which may or may not have to do with the fact that I have more to avoid saying. Unfortunately, LJ's update page has caught a bug or something because it has developed a tendency to shut down Netscape arbitrarily whenever I try to use it, which has caused some of my more ephemeral thought processes to be lost in the infinity of cyberspace, or else my initiative to collapse because I can't be bothered to do the work twice. Either way, the fact that I have been loose on my e-responsibilities is something I regret hugely, but I can't seem to find the time or the providence to get caught up.