Forty.
I haven’t written anything here in a really, really long time. Here’s a brief summary of what I’ve been up to for the last … oh, I don’t know, year. Actually - strike that. I’m not going to post an update of a year’s worth of going to battle each day with the hamster wheel. I’ve beefed up my vinyl collection (and the tube hifi setup I use to listen to it), simplified a lot of the unnecessary chaos in my life, and flung myself a good many steps further down a few different roads at the same time, which is probably not great. But so far the new day job is looking like a promising endeavor after all.
As for personal things, I was recently told I get one step closer to turning into Hank Moody every day. I can’t say I agree with that, but dating has certainly become an excessively impossible misadventure. I can’t fake the interest in most of these girls even long enough to sleep with them anymore. It’s got to be akin to watching a man shoot himself in the foot just to see if anyone will notice. I’m trying to take a break from it to minimize the body count, but I can’t say I always succeed. On the other, my current break from the break might actually turn out in a positive way. Famous last words, right? Cross your toes for me.
… and with that, this blog has gone over the hill. I’ll consider us sufficiently caught up on the last year and try to do a slightly better job next year. Amen.
