Over myself and vagueries.

Oh man... Thanks for the comments guys and the inspiration and the fact that I realize I really need, I really miss this, and I really miss you!!!

It's been hard, with this blog, writing anything clear, anything direct, anything true, because, well it's public. I know people read it. I don't know who, or how often, or when, but there's always a chance, that, for example..

That last post, I didn't write it as a plea or a statement to my friend. I highly doubt she'll read it. I guess it's okay if she does. But... meh... nah. No good. That wasn't the point.

I've been writing rarely.

I've been writing in code.

I really have been busy doing all this stuff, and that's part of it. But you know what. F it. I'm gonna write what I want on here. What's the goddamn point otherwise?

Now that I'm writing... though of course, I don't have time. And I have to get ready. But maybe this is more important right now.

I get tired of incessant joking. I love jokes. I love to laugh. My favorite people are hilarious, and only my favorite people find me funny too. But constant injokes and jokes and rejokes and metajokes seem like a cop-out sometimes. We don't always have to joke. We don't always need and icebreaker.

There is no ice.

It's warm in here right now.

Can't we touch instead of breaking.