There was nothing particularly wrong with the old blog.  I liked my readers.  The layout was acceptable and presented the information I deemed relevant.  I just can’t seem to stick with a single web location for long.  Lately, I’ve felt stifled by expectations.  I’ve felt as though the blog has become a tool for communicating with individuals and it was never meant to be that.  Simply put, it was meant to be a continuation of the diaries I’ve kept since I first learned to form sentences.

I visited friends tonight.  They have a new kitten.  It made me seriously want a kitten, despite the fact that I already have two cats.  I am supposed to be hardcore.  I am supposed to be heartless.  But looking at that trusting, loving, cuddly little furball… I wanted her.

As I sit here shivering, I can’t help but think that this is why our electric bill is so high.  Yes, we have an inefficient unit… but 66 degrees is cold.  Fucking hell ass cold.  And all of the fucking hell ass cold air is blowing directly on the couch where I will sleep tonight.

I’m trying to find myself.  I started to type “find myself again,” but the truth is, I never knew who I was in the first place.