So here I am.... I tell people I feel no obligation to this bloggy stuff, and judging from my entries here, I must be telling the truth. I use this to vent when I wanna vent, basically. Right now I wanna vent about: internal priorities vs external expectations being hungry, but knowing if I go out for food and putz around, I'll end up wasting time and money, and so I'm staying in in hopes that I might accidentally get productive. I should work out some- no, that's silly. I killed it earlier on my bike at Harris Lake... that's mostly just cardio tho. I need to do curls, crunches, push-ups, pull ups..... don't have the guts to right now. I wanna vent about not having friends that understand exactly where I'm coming from about just about everything all the time. I wanna vent about not being satisfied with and thankful enough for the amazing awesome friends that I am lucky enough to call mine (okay, blessed enough). I wanna vent about the crap in my job.... all of it except for the camraderie and REAL laughs that happen between REAL people. I need to find....uhhmmm...... ha............so much. I can't tho. It's gonna hafta be God doing it, 'cause I'll screw it up. Royally. I want to play instruments..... the musical kind. I want to play instinctually, as tho the music just springs up out of a natural geyser. I know I have the geyser. just can't quite tap it. Too busy. oy vey... this is far from productive. fun to sculpt thought and emotion imperfectly into word form though. I want someone to find me. gah. TGBTG. So be it.
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