now, tastes more like real life

Hey, it's me, the delinquent.

For some reason I haven't felt inspired to write lately. It's sort of annoying... I just feel generally uninspired and lazy and incompetent. But perhaps I'm extrapolating this from my feeling the past couple of days of complete inactivity. I've been sick, sick, sick, and in that way where I just can't do anything, am not inspired, am just lying on the couch hacking up a lung and feeling too lazy to go buy more cough syrup (although when I did, I found myself wandering around the streets of San Francisco in a daze, like I'd never seen sunlight before, and also like I was on some sort of very strong sedative or the date rape drug or something). And I watched the entire first season of Buffy the Vampire Slayer today.

I really told myself sometime in 1997 that I would never become the kind of person who liked Buffy the Vampire Slayer.

Times, apparently, do change.

Anyway, I guess from this momentary late-night (for me, since last night I was in a codeine haze around now - and will be soon!!) post it means I'm maybe, sort of back in the blogging game. I'll try at least.

But first, recovery! And legal narcotics!