a little s.o.c. to amuse me

well well, 30 minutes on the clock and after i’ve spent the first half of my alotted hour browsing around impotently trying to catch up with people who i’d like to call friends. 

let me apologize for not having been around in some time.  i owe you more words that i think i can fit into this time slot (even at 80 wpm).  summer has reached its beautiful conclusion and the children are off into the capable and not-so-capable hands of the public school system.  and me with permission to spend a little time for myself.  its too much.

i’ve still been writing, very much so, in my little black mead with my old fashioned ball point pen.  and those are the best writings, when i can put my heart and soul into it and write about the things i really care about, the things that really matter.  the personal stuff.

i haven’t lost my touch for this medium, just my heart.  and when my host lets me linger on gratis...there must be something i can say.  ah, a summer well spent, bowling; roller skating, beaching, video arcading and movie watching with my two favorite people in this world.

ah hell, i miss them already (barely 2 hours later...).  what will i do with myself now?  oh yeah, primarily, i’d like to find a way to make some money.  all this freelance whiteout artistry hasn’t paid off the way i wouldv’e hoped, nope, i must seek out gainful employment again.  probably back to transcription from the comfort of my own home, because i know enough about myself to say that i couldn’t bear to work for anyone else again, ever.  i’ve been a drifter from birth.

posted August 20, 2007     4 comments

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