Monday, August 24, 2009

blogging

There's a problem here. I write better when I am not happy; lately I've been pretty much content; my writing suffers.

The yard reno is about done -- a small tidy up and it will be anyway. Work is going pretty well. Social life: new girlfriend, new potential boy friend, summer co-worker gone back to school now but had a nice dinner date. See? no angst, no worries, no writing.

Sigh.
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