For the last few months I have not posted very frequently. There are many, many reasons for this. Work for the last two months has been oppressive. I have spent 4 of the last 7 weeks at my (unnamed) company's headquarters (an undisclosed location in the backwoods of America - thank goodness that I have an addiction to catfish), which has really put a damper on any sort of social life. I have just learned that I will need to be out there again for the last two weeks of April as well, so don't bother to ask me to do anything, I don't have time between now and then to even learn to mimic normal human interactions.
Oddly though, I don't think that the whole work thing is really at the root of my boringness. It's simpler than that, and much, much harder to fix. I am not unhappy. I'm not saying I'm happy, that's just asking for trouble after all, I'm just saying "not unhappy". And, in my own estimation the flowering of my posts came like 2005-2006, when I was very unhappy and didn't really give a crap what anyone read about me, I just needed to get it out. Now I once again have people that I care about and this has made me cautious in what I say. Not because I want to say bad things about anyone, it's just that when you are with someone and you feel like there might actually be a day after tomorrow it does cause you to approach things differently. You worry that you will get hit by a bus, rather than worrying about the impact it would have on the driver if you threw yourself under one, just as one example.
These days I don't have anything personal to write about because it's either boring work stuff that I would be fired for writing about, or it's boring personal stuff that involves me being with a person I actually like. And there is nothing less interesting than that. Ewww..
I have struggled to write political things, but honestly our government is run by the mutant offspring of the Keystone cops and the Apple Dumpling gang (R.I.P., Don Knotts, R.I.P.). There is nothing to say that you could not read in a million other blogs, if you could be bothered to get off of your lazy, cheap-credit bloated, soon to be begging on the street asses. It's no longer a matter of "If you are not angry, you have not been paying attention"; now it's more like "If you are not angry you are severely retarded, or a war profiteering criminal". Not a lot to write there, see? You are pretty much either war criminal or you are aiding and abetting. I put myself in the latter category as well, not to worry. It's not like I am going to Washington and operating very large protest puppets (does that even work?).
I feel like I have lost any ability to make a difference or add anything to the conversation, so I am just not bothering. Instead I am playing Final Fantasy 6 again for the first time in 14 years. See? I am a tool.
So yeah, I am boring these days. Mostly, I think, because I am pretty not unhappy. Not totally not unhappy. But I don't think I have anything to complain about.
Ok, mysterious unnamed comment posting, possibly papal person. I hope this meets your requirements for personal disclosure. This is all you are getting for a while.