Hey Buddy, How's it Going?

/Begin rant.

So, things have been really crappy lately.

For as much as I have happening at the moment in my life, there’s nothing going on. It’s such a strange feeling to have.

I am really upset with my friends. I don’t keep many, and the ones I do I try to talk with as regularly as I can. But, you see, I have this thing where I will only contact someone so many times before I will stop altogether and see if they contact me. I keep running into this problem where people just aren’t interested in me at all, friends or otherwise.

For the last three weekends, my phone rang just once, last Sunday night at 11.00pm. None of them come here anymore to even see if there’s a new post, and a couple have only been here once. They don’t have to contact me religiously, but damn.

Really not much else I can say about that. We all know it’s nice to be wanted, and I think we all know how it feels when it doesn’t seem that way.

/End rant.

I really don’t have anything interesting to write at the moment as my muse is on vacation.

Life @ 11.45pm, Revisited.

Hello, Internet.

It’s been awhile, yes?

So, I have a question for you, Internet. Where were you when your little world came crashing down to your feet? I can tell you where I was. I was in bed late one night not so very long ago when it happened to me. Some things I thought were, weren’t. Some things I hoped for left me feeling the fool. Some things I’ve thought I was doing right ...were obviously not the right thing to do.

Here’s what I’ve been doing for at least the last month:

"Held hostage in a dream...
(Held hostage in a sleep)
Following a shadow…
…of a shadow."

If you have any ounce of ability to read metaphors, Internet, you will get that. The regular readers of this blog are gone. It’s been more than a month, so I am not surprised there. All that’s left is you, Internet. All you.

On a side note, after almost 6 years now, I am pretty tired of the bullshit. More to come later, when I am not so bent.