I find it harder and harder to update this thing every day. Used to be I had a crazy story every day, or some random observation that I could put my little spin on to make it entertaining.
Now? I feel like I do the same shit every day. Wake up, watch Scrubs, go to work, come home, watch more Scrubs, fall asleep, repeat. The only thing that breaks the cycle is Sunday, when I cut out "go to work" and "come home", and instead just watch Scrubs all day long (I built a DVR, Scrubs is on ALOT).
I find myself wanting to write about the old days, back when things happened to me. Back then we had conflict, drama, and intrigue. The blog was alive with anonymous posters, crazy people, and random weekends where I'd just take off at the drop of a hat.
I guess you might say, after living that way for the past five years, I might have become a little addicted to it.
But you know what? Fuck that. I have no conflict now, and that is a very good thing. I'm happy.
I guess the NEW thing in my life is that there's NOTHING NEW. Nothing to report on, or share, nothing noteworthy, and I'm ok with that.
So get ready kiddos, this blog's about to get a whole heap of boring dropped on it.