I would but I don't have anything to say!
That's my public response to "update your damn blog!" and other similarly-phrased, um, requests.
Really, though my life has taken a rather sudden turn for the boring. Or, well, a public turn for the boring. The problem with getting a wider and more diverse readership is the newfound need to self-censor. I hadn't really anticipated this. This is the one remaining reason I sort of regret moving from Livejournal. On Livejournal you can post entries that only people you've listed as a "friend" can read. But even then it gets complicated, thinking of my Facebook friends list and if THEY could all read what I may be tempted to write about friends-protectedly....yeah. Just not going to fly. Then of course there is the fact that we as a society do still have vocal cords and are capable of transmitting information to other people with or without the use of modern technology.
So that covers the personal life.
What's been happening?
I've had a lot on my mind, actually, largely due to the election and how disappointed I am at how virulently some people--anonymous folks on the internet and some good friends alike are reacting to the win. It just really turns my stomach and makes me think that maybe we really are a hopelessly divided nation. How can you not even give the man a chance before posting countdowns to his last day in office? The first Bush countdowns I ever saw were at least a year into his second term and in that time he'd started two wars, middle class incomes had been stalled for years, healthcare and insurance costs had nearly doubled and the creeping tyranny of the religious majority started to make headway into our otherwise happily secular, libertarian social lives. I don't want to start throwing around the "closed minded Republican" stereotype, and certainly not at my friends who I know really aren't....but...I don't know it just hurts.
School is going really well, I've had some interesting projects which I will remember to post about soon (ha! and then you'll be sorry for bugging me to post!). I just really am enjoying what I'm doing and am optimistic that it will work out for me (good god I hope....I will be graduating during a very bad recession which they're saying could turn into a depression so....yikes).
The kitties remain cute, generically. No funny kitty stories, which really aren't that funny anyway. I love how they love living at street level. It's so cute to see one or both of them at the window on my way home, or see them run to check out what's going on late at night as the pubgoers wend their ways home. Penny enjoyed watching some guy get a ticket for running the light up the block tonight.
Besides cuddling the kitties and enjoying school, I have been in a bit of a funk which is why I've been missing. I hate not feeling settled here but I'm so overwhelmed with what needs to be done in order to feel settled that I pretty much just spend most of my time out, or in this room which while not decorated, feels homey. But really, it's kind of like sulking a bit. I've been semi-sulking for a month. It's starting to wear on me. Add in a large workload and an impossible crush and you've got one girl in a bit of a funk.
I will come through. I plan on getting some shopping done today (there are things that need to be bought to help with the unpacking. Like shelves. Can't unpack without places to put things). I also plan on asking for help when I need it. That's a big problem of mine--I just never ask for help unless I really am in dire straits (I mean like "keys locked in car which is in an illegal parking space" or "sprained my back living on the 4th floor walkup with no food or even advil in the house").
So yep. That's life. Or some semblance of it at least. Here's hoping I perk up soon!

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