I am tired of feeling so inadequate lately, and I’ve decided that the best way to remedy this is to not be inadequate anymore. To spend less time passively wasting my time. Admittedly, since I don’t watch TV, ever, it might be harder for me than for lots of other people to figure out where I can stop wasting time. Reading stuff on the Internet and not posting anything myself is a giant time-suck, though. So posting a bit here and elsewhere is a good first step. Although I have always resisted the notion that it is absolutely necessary to walk before you can run, it occurs to me that it might be refreshing to start off walking for a change, rather than rushing headlong into things as I usually do.

This means that my plan to clean my apartment can wait until the new year, of course. I wouldn’t want to overextend myself. I hate posting emoticons in blog entries, but I have to admit that a winking smiley face would not be out of place right here.

Despite my complete absence from the blogosphere lately, I’m still alive.

Eight years since my most serious suicide attempt, and I’m still alive.

I haven’t been getting much sleep lately, but I’m not doing too badly apart from that.