what a joke

i give this thing a week, tops. i've never been able to keep a journal. one reason is that i'm incredibly lazy. another is that i am awfully forgetful, i'll start to write in one, skip a day, then forget all about it. yet another reason is that nothing really happens in my life and i never make any efforts to cause a stir just for experience's sake. then finally there is the fact that i'm uninspired and not really interested in much for more than a few days. this is beginning to sound like "notes from underground". should i be worried? probably not.

lets see. what to say. i've been writing people i used to know, like from my home town and stuff, a lot lately. i've been writing them these long boring e-mail about nothing much. i'm sure they don't care about the finer points of my life right now. that is what made me think i should maybe start a blog instead of recruiting unwilling therapists to listen to me grip. i sort of hope that no one actually bothers to read this thing because i'm not really writing it to be heard, i'm just writing it because it's easy to pull off doing this at work and since i'm not going to say anything important* no audience is much more humane than a small captive audience. yyyyyyyeah.

blog post #1.




*guaranteed