I hate that being grown up has made me jaded and selfish and has greatly diminished my faith in humanity, especially their driving skills.
Sometimes I don't update even when I want to write something, just because I want people to say more about the entry that's already up. It usually doesn't work. I'm going to try and break that habit.
I'm working 10 hour days. With kids. Every day I learn a new level of exhaustion.
Sometimes I don't update even when I want to write something, just because I want people to say more about the entry that's already up. It usually doesn't work. I'm going to try and break that habit.
I'm working 10 hour days. With kids. Every day I learn a new level of exhaustion.
The thing that makes me sad is that I used to write a lot more in a personal journal but now that I have eleventy seven of them on the web I feel redundant writing n a book. But the things I really need to say I wouldn't put up on the web. So nothing ends up getting said.
However, in reviewing old paper journals, it's all the same shit over and over again anyway. So nothing much is really getting lost either.
You know?
II was jaded about humanity before I ever hit 21, I and I still don't considier myself a grownup.
I guess I'm just naturally cynical and bitter. Or just a New Yorker.