just can't keep it to myself

Sunday, January 29, 2006

The complete lack of inspiration

Much to my shock, I have recently discovered that more than one person actually reads this blog and has noticed that I haven't updated it, and not all of them are my boyfriend. As they love to say in the Spiderman films, with power comes responsibility, and in my case, with readers comes writing, which lately I have felt unable to do. It's conflicting- while I've been incredibly busy, with training for rowing practically every day, and attempting to maintain a social life, a relationship, and a stitch and bitch, I just haven't had the urge to write about any of these things. I have toyed with moaning about shopping or something, but no-one really wants to hear me whine about how sometimes my size doesn't fit, or isn't even there. No-one also wants to hear me moan about how much I dislike translating Old English and WHY GOD WHY did I subject myself to this torture not once, but twice?! Although, on the flip side, while no-one wants to hear me moan about stuff, I highly doubt that anyone wants to hear about the positive stuff in my life either. "I have a boyfriend and friends and some magic pills to make my hair grow" also fails to make good reading. So, alas, here is my trauma. Hopefully I'll think of something of note to update about soon..


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