This is the bare bones of what was a very long, self-indulgent post that I realized was a little embarrassing by any standards.  What it boils down to is this:  When a hobby no longer brings you joy or satisfaction, it's time to abandon it.  That's pretty obvious.  But what if you're ready to walk away from one of your primary hobbies, ( Read more... )

    So Friday at Gamestop I ran into Wade, who was one of my brother's good friends in the high school marching band.  Wade's a good guy and smart, and I'm always a little sad to see him working at Gamestop instead of somewhere that pays better, but he's always cheerful and I'd rather bullshit with HIM while I wait for a ride than any of the other ( Read more... )

    I made an appointment with my therapist for a week from today.  I refuse to be what I have been.

    I've listened to this song four times today.  Once in the airport, and now thrice back to back.  It's very long (16 minutes) and wanders a lot, but there are parts that jump out and grab me every time I hear them, even 13 years after I heard the song for the first time.  For most of my usenet posting career, "And it hurts my brain to think of ( Read more... )

    I'm home from NH, and this vacation has left me with a LOT on my mind.  I did and said some really stupid things, and also had a great deal of fun with two of my dearest friends in the world and got to know a casual acquaintance a bit better (he's an awesome guy.)  But what stuck with me is the stupid.  I've spent the last 22 hours or so ( Read more... )