It’s been over two years since my last post on this blog and to be honest, there have been several times within the past two years that I’ve thought about posting here again, but for whatever reason, I just…didn’t.
For what it’s worth, I kind of want to retire this blog and start all over again. I also want to just wipe this one clean, save for a few posts, and start this specific URL over.
I have such a body of work on here though, that I consistently get views every. single. day. Something I wish I could say for my photography blog. I guess spewing young and naive vitriol about my life and opinions and shopping habits in college draws people in? The last key words that brought someone here were “fuck centipedes”, so, you know…I get it.
This isn’t really a post about anything other than the bittersweet feeling of being here again and being on the fence about what to do with this blog.
I feel like I’ve outgrown it, but at the same time, I feel like I can pick up where I left off.
I do, however, want to make a separate blog (I think) to chronicle my newfound dating life. The flowers in the desert, as I like to call them. Still trying to think of an appropriate/good name for it.
Anyway. That’s it. We’ll see where I land with this.
Here’s the thing. It’s not always that I procrastinate and wait until the the last 10 minutes before midnight to update this thing. Sometimes I have genuinely great ideas throughout the day, but they simply seem to want to grow wings and fly out of my head and not return in time for me to write them down and discuss them on the blog. It’s really a problem. I should start carrying around a notepad with me.
That said, I love making new friends that are actually like good conversationalists and good friends, you know? I’ve been doing group webcamming every night with a few of my online friends that I’ve known for a while from a forum I frequent, and one of the girls and I have have really hit it off recently. I’ve always been intimidated by her (as well as highly amused cause she’s fucking hilarious) but we’ve begun to find that we get along quite well. We’ve even exchanged phone numbers and have been texting throughout the day.
The funniest part is that all my closest friends – I have either been scared of them or really annoyed by them before we were friends. It’s an interesting and strange trend in my life.
When I’m at work and have nothing to do, I tend to end up reading Thought Catalog.
This is the process that occurs when I read Thought Catalog:
1. Oooo, that’s a witty/interesting title, *click*.
2. LOL, omfg, so true.
3. That’s a good topic for my blog…*mental note*…*forget 5 minutes later*
4. Hmm, I wonder how one can become a Thought Catalog writer….
5. Nice use of not-so-often used words there…
6. I WISH I COULD COME UP WITH SUCH WITTY IDEAS FOR BLOG POSTS, GODDAMNIT.
7. Resentment/longing/feeling of fulfillment after associating with read post ensues.
The reason I started this blog was because The Bloggess‘s writing style inspired me and I wanted to emulate that. Thought Catalog does the same thing to me. Somehow, though, I still end up writing in my own way, about my own life and strifes, which, apparently, isn’t a word, but should be.
Anyway, I need to fix my hair cause it looks like a half curly-wavy poofy rats nest. Go read Thought Catalog.