Some changes 'round here.
A mental malaise, if you will.
Realized that I was entering one of those gawdawful phases, we all have them, RIGHT? - just low-energy, weak, bored, queasy...disinterested. Can't pinpoint any attributable causes, though there are many possibilities that have crossed my mind. The state of the world, the fact that we have...God, how many more years of this twat in the White House, pollution, waste, a disposable culture, violence, intolerance, greed, and flip-flops.
Entering another busy period at work, this time of year in academia is a NIGHTMARE. And feeling pressure to come up with something to write here every damn day was starting to get to me. Nothing to say, not particularly interested in anything besides getting through my work days, welcoming spring (more on that later), getting my body healthy and clean, and my house in order.
Henceforth, I won't feel pressure to update this damn thing every day. I will only post when I have something worthwhile, or funny, or otherwise entertaininig to say. When the urge strikes, in other words.
For instance, if all I have to offer is a funny or stupid video, I'll save it until that can be part of a larger, more edifying post. I feel this will make for a better blog, for one thing. For another thing, it will relieve me of some pressure. And the mind-numbing blankness of staring at this stupid open 'create new post' blogger screen.
Okay, now that that is out of the way:
SPRING IS HERE. Now THAT is something to be happy about. And dammit, I WILL be happy about spring. The return of open windows, more daylight, fresh air, outdoor exercise, green...GREEN trees and flowers and ...ah, I just LOVE spring.
I have to say, though, that it also marks a return of the fatties in belly shirts, short skirts and flip-flops. This...this is bad. People who are taking up twice their allotted space on this planet, dressing like Paris Hilton (thanks Stephen, for the image. Lovely poem, by the way) and showing us their tramp stamps and flaccid, pale flesh, and HORRIBLE FEET.
God, it does my fucking head in.