And All That Jazz
The funny thing about being happier than I've been in years: I don't feel compelled to talk about it, or about much of anything. Hence complete radio silence.
I'm sure it can't last, but for now I think you're stuck with these occasional "not dead yet" posts.
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Weirdly, I'm the opposite.
Misery makes me effusive, and contentment shuts me up.
I was wondering about you the other night.
Glad to hear you've found a steady patch of sunlight.
Er...not the opposite.
The same. (Meant to say the same.)
So, you're happy, and we have to suffer?
That is so awesome, I am thrilled for you. I tend to blog more (and more intelligently) when I am bored. Presently, I am bored, but I'm bored at a temp job where my location is tres exposed and all the interesting websites are blocked, so it limits my ability to troll for inspiration and research. By the time I get home, all I want to do is drink and think dirty thoughts. That's my excuse, and I'm stickin' to it.