Another overwrought blog post

I’ve got 3-4 posts swimming around in my head, and no real desire to write them. I wanted to write something about Nathan, but I’ve been withdrawing and repressing the last several days so I never got around to it. Now it feels like maybe it’s too late to write, like I’d just be reopening wounds that haven’t even really begun to heal, so I should just let it go.

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Bash.org is my anti-drug

I didn’t want to go to bed last night being all depressed and upset, because as much fun as sleeping poorly and having bad dreams is, I never caught up on sleep from MITC and the last thing I need is another crappy Friday.

Thankfully, bash.org has been restored to us. Their service was down for quite some time as they were seeking new hosting, but my insta-pick-me-up is back and it’s certainly a relief.

Bash.org is, essentially, snippets of IRC (or sometimes IM) conversations where someone insults somebody else or something funny is said. Reading through a page of Random > 0 has pretty much always been sufficient to make me feel better when I’m down. Humour, and all that.

I had some other stuff I wanted to write this morning, but it seems that I have trouble forming complete sentences this early in the morning, so I’ll sign off. Can’t wait until tomorrow when I can sleep in a bit…