don't waste your time.

so I backslid into the state of non-blogging again.i don't know why; it seems as though i've almost lost the tenacity and reason to blog. which is crazy, since loads have happened since the last entry; but i guess one of the big issues is that i've fallen into a mental/emotional/psychological rut, with regards to that big lump of grey matter sitting under my skull. the poor thing has been beleaguered by an array of signs pinpointing its severe incompetency - from losing to the boy at games like bongo, to screwing the presentation by coming up with 7 pages of utter crap, to scoring a pitiable score of 122 for the IQ test on facebook. well, these things just keep coming at you and you realize what a nincompoop you've been all along. no As for the squee this sem. hooray.

i just wish i was smarter, you dig?

but anyhow, so i've been cooped up like a turtle, frantically collecting eggs on fluff friends and trading them at the forum. hello escapism. and yet, i know there are shitloads of stuff just dashing towards me with all their doom and gloom. which just plunges me further into PMS [and yes, the P stands for perpetual]. woe is joe.

and they say i blog like the boy. yeah, well; touche.

still, i guess there's been some good out of all that bad. the japan trip, when you decide to overlook the freaking crowds and bitch of a weather with the winds that threatened to blow me over to antartica, it was pretty much some kinda dream come true. as far as reality goes, i guess it wasn't too bad. what mattered was that the boy was with me, and we laughed, we had fun. photos are at the facebook account if you're interested; i'm much too lazy to upload them here and blogger is a snail anyway.

and coffee sucks. especially when the opportunity cost [hey, i remember my econs! *waves to naresh*] is snuggling into your nest of pillows under a warm blankee, with puffy the pillow in your arms.

so there's my lifestory for you, thus far. mundane mundane mundane.

why do i bother anyway.