Continuation

Just decorated the Christmas tree with Jason to holiday music on XFM. Lit the fire, ate a few cookies...very romantic setting. You can guess what happened next. Now I suppose I'll read more of The Hobbit while he kills n00bs on COD. One might say we're a boring married couple (something I've confessed myself once or twice) but there's comfort in stability and sameness. And there's just enough spontaneity and craziness and unknown within our comfortable relationship to keep it from getting boring. How I love this man...even if my words come short.

Slow Start

Woke up around 8 this morning, started inputting "kindling" ideas, but never even started writing. Watched 2+ episodes of BSG, folded a few piles of clothes, slacked off. Need to decorate the Christmas tree, need to continue reading The Hobbit, need to finish the clothes and clean up the bedroom. Really want a laptop so my journaling can be done anywhere. Undecided about Christmas because I am excited to spend it with family but am completely unsure of what to get family for gifts. Part of me had planned on making gifts but time is running out and I'm afraid I'll have to shell out money for gifts rather than giving family cookies and such. (Though I'll probably still resort to food for friends.) Need to do Kenpo before dinner. Can't even write complete sentences.

Starting Fresh

So, I have been away for quite some time and I find that my emotions--particularly my anger and frustration--are bursting out at the seams (a la The Longest Journey). Bottling up feelings is definitely not the way to go and I have to make time to vent that bottle.

Not to mention the fact that blogging lets me export some of my words that tend to clog my brain...and sometimes these blogs house memorable phrases that metamorphosize into legitimate literary pieces. Approaching my graduation (after 6+ long years), I'm going to need to truly embrace words if I plan to make a career out of them.

Since I'm out of practice, I grabbed a journal writing guide from the local Goodwill...in hopes that it might unclog my cork. It may be completely useless, as the blurbs on the back cover peg it as a book designed to "spark your students' interest and improve their journal-writing skills," but perhaps not. I can't guarantee I won't succumb to the temptation of bitching about coworkers and cultural icons whose popularity angers me.

It seems to me that the key to good journal writing is to be consistent--something I have proven time and again to be horrendous at (that is, consistency). Going along with this, I suppose I'll have to be forgiving and persistent too... Well, enough blah-blah-blah.