I am very, very tired, but I can’t sleep. What better time than to go ramble on my blog?!
Wa-hey, I have a blog. I keep forgetting. I’ve gotten out of the habit of thinking of things to post.
When I was in highschool, I had this idea in my head that I should really keep a (private) journal, because every once in a while I’d realize that I was framing things that happened to me into narrative, but I never wrote any of it down. I never got around to doing that.
It was actually one of the reasons I first thought it would be a very good idea to get a computer. Because if I had a computer, I could write things down there. My handwriting sucks, and typing out a journal on my typewriter (yes, I had a typewriter) seemed a bit silly.
Like I said, though, I never got around to doing it. Just writing for myself never seemed like enough motivation.
A decade or so later, I decided I could make my homepage more interesting by posting stories and observations and stuff there. And that was nice. And then the whole blogging thing started to happen and I decided to get on-board with that. All because every once in a while I get things in my head that want to get out.
And I still get those, but I’ve never quite managed to get into a consistent routine about getting things out there.
NaBloPoMo actually helped, even though I didn’t quite make it. Apparently they’re making every Mo’ a NaBloPoMo. It’s not blog365, which seems like a bit of overkill for me, but maybe I’ll take up the challenge again in March or April.
I’ll have to think about it.
I have the stories running through my head, but they’re harder to tell right now. Work is interesting, but I’m pretty sure you wouldn’t get anything out of it. Trying to tell work stories is really hard, because trying to come up with something abstract to talk about that isn’t specifically about what I’m working on, yet isn’t so abstract as to be devoid of any meaning… that’s tough. I’m pretty happy with my personal life, but since another person is involved, I’m a lot more reluctant to talk about it.
Those two things are taking up a sizable portion of my headspace at the moment, so I suppose it’s not too surprising I’m having a hard time writing long dissertations on other stuff.
My brain is going all fuzzy now. I’m tying this in bed on my new(ish) laptop. That’s another thing I really should write about. I have things to say! Just not right now.
Maybe if I turn it off I’ll be able to get some sleep…