Wanderman IV: WanderMan in Exile
Dear LiveJournal,
No, I am not dead. Nor have I forgotten you. Nor have I abandoned you for Twitter like so many famous celebrities.
I'm back in DC and investigating grad school. Maybe in New York. Maybe in Chicago. Maybe in Virginia. Still very early in the process. My ongoing problem with this whole blogging thing is that when I'm unhappy, the last thing I want to do is put some whiny post up about how much my life sucks. It's not helpful for me, and I don't think it's fun for anyone who reads. When I'm unproductive, I have nothing to say. And when I'm happy or productive, I am too busy to sit down and make a post. So that explains the lapse.
I promised myself to not post anything until I had something worth saying. And knowing me, it will be something worth bragging about. And judging by the wreckage in my life right now... that may be awhile.
No, I am not dead. Nor have I forgotten you. Nor have I abandoned you for Twitter like so many famous celebrities.
I'm back in DC and investigating grad school. Maybe in New York. Maybe in Chicago. Maybe in Virginia. Still very early in the process. My ongoing problem with this whole blogging thing is that when I'm unhappy, the last thing I want to do is put some whiny post up about how much my life sucks. It's not helpful for me, and I don't think it's fun for anyone who reads. When I'm unproductive, I have nothing to say. And when I'm happy or productive, I am too busy to sit down and make a post. So that explains the lapse.
I promised myself to not post anything until I had something worth saying. And knowing me, it will be something worth bragging about. And judging by the wreckage in my life right now... that may be awhile.