Monday, August 23, 2004

Hey, Don't Worry

Hey, don’t worry.

I used to secretly despise my friends who wouldn’t update their blog for a month or more. How dare they? Didn’t they know I needed to read about their lives? And here I am, a month out of turn.

I’ll be back. It’s just that right now everything is terribly complicated.

My routines are nothing but shreds in the winds. Blogging regularly, using my lj, and other internet habits are a dream that will not be realized fully again until mid September, at the earliest. Then I will be back, I promise, for those of you who have wondered what the hell happened and where the hell I’ve been.

Some points of interest along the way to rebooting my life, as observed outside the starboard window:

1) Isolated thunderstorms, both real and metaphorical, are expected to continue off and on for the next week and a half.

2) The storms promise to give way to 4 months of parties, and you, beautiful, are invited to as many as you’d like – starting labor day weekend, and continuing into the new year.

3) Some of these parties will involve the celebration of my marriage. Some of these parties will involve the celebration of Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Some of these will be fairly circumspect family affairs. At any you attend, please feel free to throw your head back and howl at the moon, so long as you do this in an honest expression of feral feeling, and not in a drunk, late 70’s kind of way meant to reference the classic rock hit “Werewolves of Thunder”.That is strictly prohibited.

4) Dates for some of these events have yet to be set; please inquire as to those which you may like to attend. Cities will include Atlanta, Nashville, Knoxville, Augusta, and The Campground Which Must Not Be Named.

5) I am still collecting Nashville stories like your pet collects burrs from the yard. Expect them soon.

6) My job, when it isn’t making me want to cry or vomit from stress, has actually settled down a bit. I think.

7) Adventures were had in Boston. I don’t have time to write about that now.

8) I have to stop. I love you but I have to stop. I don’t have the time to write this now.

9) I have been blogging for four years now, on average once a week. And it seems to me that every now and again I say: "Things are just so hard now, but once this bit is over my life will be easier. I mean, things can never be this hard again."

10) But things are just difficult, and there's no way around that, except to expect less of myself.

11) I'm almost there. Just a bit farther...