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general category, the grand catch-all, and lets face it, tags are more useful anyway, so why bother with categories?

randomness

I had a rather won­der­ful thought ear­lier, that I almost wish I could be a fly on the wall when peo­ple finally real­ize their frame of ref­er­ence by which they view me is totally wrong, I’d love to see their raw, un-edited emo­tions first hand.

I think that some of my friends from lotro actu­ally have the right frame of ref­er­ence, though I highly doubt any­one in real life does, lets face it, real life is always harder since its not nearly so anonymous.

Oh, and I decided to re-do my wish­list, scale it back, just photo gear for now, though maybe I’ll add fancy jour­nals and foun­tain pens and what­not if I really get back into writ­ing, which I kind of feel like I might, though I def­i­nitely want to get back into pho­tog­ra­phy too.

hinting much?

Just thought I’d post a cou­ple of snip­pets from recent com­ments and emails from friends & family.

From my cousin today:

And, you’re a good writer — that’s not a com­pli­ment, just an obser­va­tion :) I always said you’d make a good Eng­lish major, should life send you back to school some­day, and I stand by that!

And from a friend a few weeks back:

I won’t give you any com­pli­ments about your self, as I would be wast­ing my words because you don’t believe a pos­i­tive word any one says, but you are a good, solid writer. Your words are lyri­cal, a hard thing to accom­plish for most. Keep writing.

Dazed Days

I feel more and more like I have to edit myself when I write here, so as every­one (any­one?) can see, I’m writ­ing a lot less.

Most days of my life are lost in a daze right now, I spend most of my time try­ing to for­get just how use­less I am, but every so often (like today) its just not possible.

I really wish that com­fort­ing words and ges­tures can truly change the way things are, but they can’t, not for this any­way, and the real­ity is that I’m still a fail­ure, and I’m still the rea­son I’m a fail­ure, and there isn’t any­thing any­one else can do to change that for me.

Wow, that’s depress­ing, but today was a depress­ing day, so what else do I expect?

Noth­ing.

I expect nothing.