I have a (bad?) habit of going out of my way to make things that I'm saying softer sounding. It seems like most of the time things are "pretty much" like something as opposed to actually being that thing, at least when it's up to me to describe it. Similarly, if someone asks me what I'm doing, my answer is almost always somewhere in the neighborhood of "Oh, not much."
The fact that I haven't made a blog post in something like three months should probably tell me that that's really not the case!
Truth is, it really hasn't been the best few months for me. I've been increasingly unable to sleep, which lead to some down turn in health. As usual, I stacked up non-sleep until my body crashed, I called in sick to work, and slept for about 36 or 40 hours over the course of three days. A lot of the stuff I was excited about in that last post crashed, burned, or blew up in my face. The girl I was so keen on pretty much dropped my like a hot rock, after a while, leaving nothing behind but the copy of Dead until Dawn that I never got a chance to return to her. I really liked her, but fortunately, I've managed to not be real busted up about this. It sucked, but lots of things suck, and none of those have killed me. More frustrating lately is work. Though I still love the actual work I'm doing, my position within my company really doesn't make me happy. I've felt that I've either failed myself, or been somehow betrayed or left behind by callous management. Either option is pretty depressing.
That's not to say that everything is bleak. I've had a lot of fun lately. I saw a really great show, at my favorite live music place in Austin. I've been playing a lot of games, most of which are making me pretty happy. I'm even kind of hopeful that maybe there'll be someone interesting enough to date that drifts across the scope sometime in the near future. It's November now, and I think I'm going to be writing some. I had a thought that kind of came together not long ago while thinking about some story challenges that Cj had put up months ago. Individually, they never gave me any great ideas (which caused me to fail at the exercise, at least in my head, since the whole point was to come up with something and just GO) but managed to have them slip together enough that they kind of make a story for me. Maybe that'll lead to more writing.