perhaps i should resolve myself to the fact i will likely only write on february 29ths. i might be able to keep that resolution...given that i haven't written since october. once every four years is slightly less ambitious than my current pace.
ah, well. i was just enjoying the fact that it is leap year and sunny. edith piaf is playing on my computer. i'm having the overwhelming urge to drink red wine. life actually seems really great, even though it's a work day. it's possibly due to the fact that i have to move over the weekend, and moving is the most traumatic, stressful event i've encountered. (i somehow can deal with the non-optional traumas much more than the ones i inflict on myself, like moving.)
looking forward to the other parts of the weekend - and the point when the moving is done!
i'm still so intrigued by blogs. i read some, but in general, i'm still pretty confused about the whole thing. there are businesses and stars (diablo) made from blogs, tv/internet shows made about them, and a bunch of reality tv, which is essentially producers' version of a visible blog. yet, i am not hooked (though i loved juno!) and i don't completely understand why i'm writing. on one hand, i don't have any desire for random people to know me. on the other, there's a need to write anyway.
this leaves a completely uninteresting waste of bits and bytes. but they're mine. maybe that's why. hmmm...
ribbitt...
