In theory, everything is subjective

Someday soon.

I think once things have calmed down a bit for me I can actually start blogging more regularly. But as of late, things are just out of sorts. Most likely the more personal entries will be made private (which I need to figure out how to do), but I mean, how can I NOT write about everything? Seriously, if I could ever write my memoirs or get all the interesting bit onto paper or screen, it'd make for one hellofa story.

Long Weekend

I'm spending this long weekend mostly in bed watching I Love Lucy, listening to Henry Mancini, and reading David Sedaris. The "highlight" of my weekend will be a bbq at a friend's house tomorrow. Have also been thinking I really want to go back to school and major in Library Science with a minor in Art History, but since CSN or UNLV don't offer L.S. as a major I'm pretty screwed. I'm also kind of bummed my tolerance to sleeping pills has built up.

Clearly my priorities are in order.

It's been so long since I've actually had a blog or at least an actual online journal... I think it's become necessary in a way. I'm going to try to force myself (at least in the beginning) to make sure I write at least twice a week. I'm excited.