The happy kind of progression
July 1st, 2008
I’m not writing here as much as I did before. I think all things slow down, you can’t be static forever, unless you’re the static in my hair, in this carpet and all through every jumper I go to put on … evil static. This blog here is now over 6 years old. I have been updating for SIX years. That’s a hell of a lot of time.
Anyway what I wanted to say is that, as you may have already noticed, I only post once or twice a month these days, sometimes more. Hey I might just have a week where I’ll go crazy with an every day post
but for the most part I post when I want to get a point across, or when I feel like archiving some part of my life. This website will probably never disappear because it’s my space (not to be confused with the combined my space which hurts my eyes and heart every day I hear another teenager has fallen victim to its tackiness) and my space is going to live here, on the internet, in a little corner and just exist.
If I feel like posting about something I will, If I don’t then I don’t. If you ever want to talk at me you know where to contact me, I’m always around.
I am on the computer every day. Don’t get me wrong, this is not a woe is me, my life is just too hectic and I don’t get a single second of time to get on the computer.. Hells no. I really don’t know what I would do without my beloved computer. Geezus I spent three grand on it, it’s loved.
But yes, I am online every day, and if there is a day on which I am not, then you will know that existence as we know it is over. I’m usually playing some form of MMO or simming or furiously writing.
I’m three quarters of the way through my tertiary prep course and hopefully that means 2009 will mean my enrolment to USQ.
Yeah I’m busy again. I like this busy though. It’s busy with all the things I want to do, finally.
Long live Nintendo, except for that Wii idea.. eh
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That made me feel a lot better.
So I finally find the place and go through the motions. I hate interviews. I sometimes envision the occupants of the room to all start singing and dancing a-la “Once more with feeling”. Sometimes of course that makes things worse.



















