…’cuz I ain’t dead yet.

I really don’t know what happened. Months went by, and I hardly even remembered that this blog existed. Even as I sit here feeling guilty for not updating, I’m having a hard time conjuring up enough inspiration for a real post.

Lately, my online correspondence has been largely limited to Facebook and Livejournal. Facebook is starting to piss me off, because it has the magical power of turning otherwise reasonable people into jerks and/or idiots. That, and I think it might be sapping my creativity by encouraging me to micro-blog instead of actually thinking out a whole post and seeing it through.

Another thing that’s been keeping me away from here is my story. I’ve been trying to work on it more, and after writing about 2000 words in a day, I don’t exactly feel like coming here and blathering on about stuff.

Anyway, when I started this blog, I had decided that I was going to just talk about childhood memories and decades-old stuff that I happened to take a liking to. But the enthusiasm has waned considerably. I still love those things, but they’re not at the forefront of my thoughts right now, so I think that if this blog is going to stay alive, I’m going to have to branch out a bit. Would any of you readers be opposed to that? Assuming anyone is still out there, that is. I’m asking honestly– please comment!

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