jon_chaisson

This is annoying.

I'm distracting myself for some dumb reason, because I don't want to write. Why don't I want to write? I have no clue. Perhaps I'm worried that if I say hell with it and call it a night, I'm going to be doing that for the next two weeks and nothing will get done. And it'll just snowball from there.

Gods, I hate it when this happens.

Y'know, it's not as if I have writer's block or anything. Well, maybe I do to a small extent, but it's never bothered me before...I dunno...maybe it's just that I've just been frustrated at the world for the past few weeks, for reasons I won't go into right now.

Heh--which brings me to an interesting sidebar. Some friends ask me why I hardly ever drink alcohol. Well, the last few paragraphs is a good enough explanation, really. I'm just one of those people who, when I have a few drinks in me, my emotions/thoughts/actions just get amplified. So if I got drunk now, there's a good chance I'd be a sullen, morose bastard who wouldn't think twice about saying something that I know I'd regret later. In fact, there was a very brief time that I proved this point while living in Boston, and I'd rather not be in that position again. Wasn't pretty. So yeah--if I only have one drink at a bar then have soda the rest of the night, there's a good reason, and please don't try to pressure me into having more.

Whoo! Boy. Didn't mean to go off there just now. That wasn't aimed at anyone...just felt like venting.

Oookay then.

Maybe I should just log off, calm myself, and try this writing thing again... :D