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So, I'm going to deposit an entry here. It's been a long time, and every time i try I think mostly about stopping. I have to just wrangle through this and act as if it is natural. I really do think that some day in my future, I'll look at this and care. Maybe some of you even care.
What's my deal these days? I've done a certain number on myself to the point that i hardly ever leave the house. I work at home still and for every hour spent working I spend two hours procrastinating, but I always want to stay home to be there for that one moment in which I feel like working. It's such a stark contrast to the work I did in Alaska, where it was 120 hours a week, doing nothing by my own deciding.
I've been skating more than I have for the last couple of years. I have managed to lose the ability to communicate with people other than close friends, so skating is way to entertain myself again. For some time, it was a default obsession, but it's been re-imported.
There is really good news for me. I am moving into an apartment with Laura later in the month. I can't really explain my feelings about it other than saying that I think it's the best thing ever.
God, I'm trying, but I can't think of anything to write.
dammit.
I'll try again later. All my writing is short and pointed lately.
What's my deal these days? I've done a certain number on myself to the point that i hardly ever leave the house. I work at home still and for every hour spent working I spend two hours procrastinating, but I always want to stay home to be there for that one moment in which I feel like working. It's such a stark contrast to the work I did in Alaska, where it was 120 hours a week, doing nothing by my own deciding.
I've been skating more than I have for the last couple of years. I have managed to lose the ability to communicate with people other than close friends, so skating is way to entertain myself again. For some time, it was a default obsession, but it's been re-imported.
There is really good news for me. I am moving into an apartment with Laura later in the month. I can't really explain my feelings about it other than saying that I think it's the best thing ever.
God, I'm trying, but I can't think of anything to write.
dammit.
I'll try again later. All my writing is short and pointed lately.