It would figure my return to the blogosphere would be undramatic and a manifestation of my procrastination, but here I am. Why would I ever stop blogging? After all, I'm Ghey In The Fucking City! I haven't posted ANYTHING in FOUR MONTHS, surely there are untold wonders that could have been immortalized in the annals of the internet now lost forever to the abyss of forgetfulness and the past, right? This is correct, but only to a pathetically limited extent. If I were to sum up the vast, and I mean VAST as is 95%, majority of my time spent in the last four months, it would follow as such...
July-August: 35% sleep, 25% work, 10% driving, 10% news & internet, 15% opera, 5% socializing
September-Present: 30% sleep, 20% school & opera, 20% homework & practice, 10% driving, 10% work, 10% news & internet
Notice the lack of socializing... what little time I allot to my friends is on the phone in my car, or a micromanaged dinner that I feel guilty about doing because I could have been reading something instead. Have I accomplished a lot? You better damn well believe I have. Is it worth it? HELL NO! I'm like an automaton, sleep-drive-school-drive-homework/job-sleep-repeat. I don't give any time for myself. I have only woken up without an alarm clock once in the past 3 months, and it was so magnificent I wish I could do it again. That simple moment of being natural, letting things go and not worrying...I've learned my lesson, at least I think I have. I just finished registering for next semester. It's busy but it's manageable, just like this one. But I'm not going to do three shows one after the other. I'm going to schedule time for me, and no one or nothing else. I'm going to have dinner with my friends, and not turn down offers to go out because I have too much shit to get done.
Thank You blog, I needed that.
I'm back BITCHES!
3 comments:
you're damn lucky that you're listed on the perfect duluth day blog aggregator, otherwise i would have never known that you'd blogged.
i'm glad you've made your triumphant return and i hope to see more in the future.
love.
jesus. i just had to coach myself through some deep breathing exercises because i thought i was going to BLOW OF FROM ANXIETY by reading your blog. thank god you figured your shit out and when i live in the city again we'll actually get to eat spicy chicken curry and too many cream cheese wontons from our favorite chinese restaurant. maybe we'll be able to offend someone so much that they will write blog posts about how awful we are and how much they hate us. and we'll get to drive through minneapolis screaming obscene things at innocent bystanders. oh shit, we even have time to get arrested! you made some good decisions joel between my thighas. i can't wait to be reunited with you again.
love,
samantha p. scot
i want to be included in the aforementioned debauchery. i don't have my video capabilities anymore but i have a big vocabulary with which to blog about it with.... and, of course, the trusty minolta.
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