ihavebeenfloated

This is largest and possibly most important period of my life happening right now, and it’s going largely undocumented. It’s kind of crazy, really. When the biographers are eventually trying to piece my life together, long after my death, they will refer to the conversations I’ve had with friends about the events unfolding currently.

Or maybe, in a few weeks, when everything works itself out, and the dust settles, I will just type up a brief summary without all the really juicy bits.

In short, I am ecstatic, and you all should be happy for me, because I’m certainly happy for myself.

Two weeks without smoking now, over, even. Great, huh?

I haven’t physically been at my computer for nearly a week now, it seems, so I haven’t made any progress on the things I should be working on, namely fiction.staires and perhaps fixing this site up a bit. Luckily I left things in a decent and manageable state. It’s a pity I’ve been so busy that I haven’t been able to write anything, but that’s OK. Maybe I’ll post a work in progress that I haven’t posted before, something good… Maybe tomorrow.

I ended up bleaching my hair, like really bleaching it, to the point of near whiteness. Big mistake. It looks awful, people at work can barely look at me. I’m thinking about shaving it down again, but I’m not sure. Maybe I’ll deal with this for a while, a reminder of being retarded.

Too many horizontal rules in this post. Lets add another.

I’ve been communicating with Becky via good ol’ fashioned email. It’s kind of cool, actually, I feel all sociable and shit. It’s nice to have someone to bare your life to privately, where you can talk about all the shit you don’t have the balls to talk about on your website.

The best thing about person to person contact is that stories in progress are easy to tell. It’s not a big deal to say, “OMG THE SKY IS FALLING” and then the next day say, “Oh, false alarm,” where as on your journal it’s a bigger deal. If you say the sky is falling and then the next day your follow up is something utterly unentertaining, you risk disappointing people.

It’s better to withhold until the story can be told in full, I guess. I broke this rule already with that “Crash + Burn” post, but who’s counting?

I’m going to sleep.