Can’t you see that I am yours?
So will you be my life support?
This getting harder and harder to write every single time I restart.
Well, I’m in a relationship now. So there’s that. And I think on one hand I could truly say I am happy other than just plain okay. I’m a lot older too, compared to when I started and stopped doing this.
Forgive me, it has been a while. And I fear that there is not much and a too much to write about, all at the same time. Yes, it’s only a matter of putting words after words onto digits and blurting them out online but are has taught me so much on how words fail. And how mere words might not be enough.
Truly, I have enjoyed silences more than speaking. If I don’t have anything great to say then better best shut up.
But I do miss writing. And reading things I write. And having people close to me read them and see that I am not really trying to be special or specific at all, but that I am just plain normal and there nothing that is more important for an assuming writer-slash-blogger important than to be validated by anyone.
So here’s a picture of my ashtray:
Goodnight and see you again soon.
I had not noticed this until yesterday, and had not remembered it again until today. It’s that time of the year again, and yes, I will try. So I’ll post the cheat one for the 30th later. at least this one would be a bit fresher.
Nothing much for today, stayed home all day and waited for the digital cable TV installation. I actually took less than an hour but the again, I had to make sure that all the channels were okay. Especially the HD ones. Hehehe.
I never imagined watching TV in HD could be so… really nice. I don’t think it’d matter that much what I was watching but as long as it’s in HD, I’d be fine with it. Really fine. Really nice. I guess this would be another thing that would keep me up for the next few days. And the cool surprise is that I have Comedy Central now. Hopefully I can catch Amy Schumer.
I would have loved to at least get some bit of shopping or groceries done, it’ll be another busy week and I’ll be taking the trip in a few days. I don’t know if I actually feel excited or not. I guess the days will just go by so fast once you’re already on it. I’m not hoping for some sort of wild adventure, but it could be nice. It would be nice. It could be nice.
I have to prepare my shit before Saturday comes. I’d have to pack and make sure that everything is set before I go both at the office and at home. At least I was able to get one day of rest last Friday, I would feel guilty enough to work my ass of this week at least get my month-end tasks pretty much squared before I leave. Which is hard but then again, hopefully it all works out. It should work out.
Yeah, yeah. Backposting is cheating. I had several backposts from a few days, weeks, months back. Nobody really cares, but hey, I do.
In as much as i want to get my stuff out there, they’re not really good, they’re not really anything. But they’re mine so they go on here, no matter how late it could be. Hehe.
Of course, I’d rather be, should already be sleeping by now but… I dunno.
I could have done this earlier. Earlier to day and earlier in life in general. But I have been enjoying playing Diablo 3 since quite some time now and I may have been spending way too much time playing. Understandably it’s a bit different now, given that I actually do work at work and barely even got time to sleep, and then I even end up trying to squeeze in dome time ti play after I get home, which kinda makes it much worse. I don’t know. It does make me happy, and for once in my gaming life, I am actually able to do well on this game. And that i the second reason I actually spent for this sexy machine in the first place. Well apart from trying to write that is. And maybe some design shit in the future but that’s something for later.
I am not a good writer. Maybe because I have become such a lazy reader. Actually, that’s just it. Apart form the general fact that I just realized, that most of the writing I’ve done so far in my life were about things that I had to write about, not so much things that I actually want to write about. Now I am finding it hard to actually start writing things I want to write. But then again, I do find that everyday I do get to think of things I’d like to write about, in small fleeting bouts, but they do come sometimes.
Of course as usual, I will never see this through the end again. I have to sleep eventually. I’ll be buying a new TV set for my folks later today.