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Fucksticks. Writing daily is a bit more difficult than I recall it being. Last year around this time, I was logging several lengthy entries per day without thinking twice about it. I've spent a bit of time trying to figure out if I just have a mental block on writing or if my life has just become that boring.

Definitely the former.

I'm finally *not* sick. I mean, I'm not fighting off any infections or fevers or nastiness for the first time in what? Three or four weeks now? An…

I meant to post earlier during the day, but I ended up spending it running around town with my boyfriend, who was wonderful enough to fix my Home Wifi connection, which means I can now go back to spending all my damned freetime online at home, joy. No really, I actually *am* thrilled. So much so that last night I caught up on all my Desperate Housewives episodes. (What? It's a well written satire in my not so humble opinion.)

Anyhow, here I am, making sure I get in a blog even though i…

Have you ever had one of those days where you just don't feel like working anymore, but you keep doing it anyway? I think the day to day drudgery is just starting to get to me. Right now, my feet are up on my desk, my coworkers are gone, and I'm contemplating cracking open a beer. There's really nothing to do for the rest of the day but wait for my future coworkers to show up in about forty-five minutes, so why not?

When I took a vacation day off for Halloween, one of my newest…

It’s official: I am afraid of computers. Ever since I started up my latest journal, intending to gear it toward working on my writing skills, I have been terrified to turn on my computer and actually get to work. Because I semi-have a book deal in the works, I can’t seem to motivate myself to finish writing any of the chapters. I’d like to come up with great excuses, like, Oh well I have a new boyfriend and we’re spending day and night together, or, I’ve been overwhelmed at work as I’ve been cov…