whoa!
I haven't posted on this here live journal for going on a year now.
I want to blog, but I have this love/hate relationship with blogging.
I always want to make it into this big project where I will attract readers and admirers and advertisers and commenters.
But then that all sounds too hard and I don't write anything at all.
Perfection is my enemy. I need to start churning out the mediocrity.
If I were to squeeze a diamond out of my ass once every 20 years It would be amazing.
But squeezing a lump of coal out of my rectum every 8 hours is pretty amazing as well... and a whole lot more useful.
I guess what I am saying is that I need to start pinching off sticky black tar turds.
fuck diamonds.
I want to blog, but I have this love/hate relationship with blogging.
I always want to make it into this big project where I will attract readers and admirers and advertisers and commenters.
But then that all sounds too hard and I don't write anything at all.
Perfection is my enemy. I need to start churning out the mediocrity.
If I were to squeeze a diamond out of my ass once every 20 years It would be amazing.
But squeezing a lump of coal out of my rectum every 8 hours is pretty amazing as well... and a whole lot more useful.
I guess what I am saying is that I need to start pinching off sticky black tar turds.
fuck diamonds.