It's good to remind myself of just how neurotic I can be...

Blast from the past: This is the one and only entry from a blog I started close to two-and-a-half years ago. I'm getting rid of that blog, but, being the pack-rat that I am, I can't stand to throw anything out without some sort of record of it.

I don't think there's any lesson to learn from this other than the more things change the more they stay the same, I guess.

Real update to follow. I know...promises, promises.


xoxo,
D


Tuesday, December 06, 2005
So much to say, so much to say...

I feel frozen.

Rooted to my IKEA chair while waves of self-consciousness wash over me. I think eventually I'll get over my post-shyness (or maybe just get bored with it) and type out everything I said I would record for the past ten years or so. In the meantime, it feels like so much indulgent pressure to write something out that someone else might actually read. Or maybe not. Perhaps this blog will float through the flotsam and jetsam of cyber-space like so much other debris.

I mean, who really reads this?

Aside from me and anyone else I feel bold enough to tell about this journal's existence. That last sentence was a grammatical nightmare, I know.

Perhaps there is a sense of pseudo-power in this pseudo-anonymity. Is this post already too neurotic to read past the first few sentences anyway? I digress, I digress...

Enough.

I'm already tired of myself.