Tuesday, August 19, 2003
The Sound of Silence
Usually I'm narasistic enough to enjoy reading my own blog (It's gosh darn witty and clever - if I do say so myself!) Reading the last couple months, however, is a less than enjoyable experience (too much self absorbed reflective babbling and whining - I actually got bored reading my own archives).
It's no secret that I'm having a bad life right now.
There's no reason to re-live a lousy life just to keep a blog current. (Besdies, I don't want any more of that awful (boring) stuff here . . . I want to have a site that's fun to read)
SO . . . I'm going quiet for a while - - until I have something nice to say; until things are in control; until energy returns; until I feel like I have something worth writing . . .
More someday . . .
Usually I'm narasistic enough to enjoy reading my own blog (It's gosh darn witty and clever - if I do say so myself!) Reading the last couple months, however, is a less than enjoyable experience (too much self absorbed reflective babbling and whining - I actually got bored reading my own archives).
It's no secret that I'm having a bad life right now.
There's no reason to re-live a lousy life just to keep a blog current. (Besdies, I don't want any more of that awful (boring) stuff here . . . I want to have a site that's fun to read)
SO . . . I'm going quiet for a while - - until I have something nice to say; until things are in control; until energy returns; until I feel like I have something worth writing . . .
More someday . . .