Have been blogging less lately. Will probably be blogging less this year.
The most interesting things happening around me lately are thoroughly unbloggable things.
There's no way to anonymize them without removing all content.
Which is too bad, because they're outrageous, or funny, or incriminating, or horrifying. And you're missing out on all of this as entertainment. Or mind-opening.
Despite the occasionally amusing moments of mostly coworker incompetence at work, my mood hasn't changed.
I know nobody really enjoys reading my rants, so I've decided that unless it's really a new topic, or generally funny, I'll just skip it.
I guess if I thought complaining would make me feel better, I could just block receiving comments on those kinds of posts, but somehow using that setting bothers me more than not blogging at all.
Unfortunately I don't feel like I have any new insights on life, pop culture, or science, at least not that anybody wants to hear.
The same things still bother me; nothing is changing.
Time marches on, which is good in some ways and bad in others.
Still trying to figure out if that whole 'live in the moment' thing is total bullshit.
Never worked for me. Maybe because when I really need it, I realize that most of my days are like the chokehold of a giant necklace, made of horrible moments strung together.