June 22, 1999

I was going to be good and update my page during that first week of "freedom" I had; honest, I was. Somehow... I just got busy. Ironic, actually, after what I wrote on June 8. I've been going out far more than I ever anticipated; certainly, more than I've ever gone out in the past six months put together? Was it that bad? ... Can I not answer that?

No, really, it's been fun. Tiring, perhaps, but fun. I'm not a real hermit, after all... though what I am, I haven't a clue. Mosquito-fodder, perhaps! This past month or two, my once-hardly-ever-see-a-mosquito-home is now mosquito-infested. Clogged drains, or something. Slap, slap, ow.

I'm not focused this evening. This Scribble is basically guilt-induced, and not inspired as one hopes. Quite frankly, I haven't been inspired in too long. For instance, right now, I'm thinking of two.. no, three emails I better get done... or what other files I'll have to edit before I can just upload onto the Geocities FTP server.

SLAP!

Me: 1, Mosquitoes: 0 ! Go me, go me!

Ahem, ... and we return you to our regular subliminal messages..

I did a lot of the backgrounds in the Realityville -- I'm so proud of myself. Of course, it's more aesthetic than anything else. I envy those who are artistically-inclined: drawing, music, dance, drama. Gosh, if only I had talent...

Argh!

Mosquito: 1, Me: 1. (grumbles)

I tried digging up my old flute instructional books this evening -- no such luck. I doubt it'd have helped if I found it anyway. I haven't taken care of my instrument in over five years, and the padding probably needs to be re-fitted again. Or so I was told once. It's unfair that while music is so ever prevalent in our modern world, that I find it so elusive whenever I try to grasp it. Oh well... Again, my thoughts dwindle and slide away.

What purpose do mosquitoes serve, anyway?!

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