Thursday, October 29, 2009

Lacking...

When I started this blog, I was hoping for something. I was hoping the bug to write would overtake me again. I was hoping that my loquacious nature would translate into something more constructive. Yet, since I started "writing" again, I cannot find things I truly want to write about.

This is partly because I feel like I'm not doing anything worth writing about. Yes I am going out more (read: at all). Yes I am enjoying myself more these days. I can even say I'm content with where I am. However, I just do not feel like I'm doing anything, or even thinking about anything that is worth writing about. Sure I could post movie/TV/music reviews (too many to find a starting place/don't watch anymore/not really liking anything new), discuss books I am reading (ashamed to admit I am making very little progress on), work stuff (probably boring to many), or "God stuff" (often feel unqualified and inadequate to discuss intellectually or artistically).

While I should be using this space more frequently, I just can't find the things I want to talk about. I find so many people who say things in a much more eloquent manner than I can even muster. Now, this doesn't mean I'll be giving up on The Fix is In. I suppose all I'm doing is trying to justify and rationalize my inability to write more. I'll keep trying to plug away at this, but my posts will be spotty at best. But to those who do come here, and have enjoyed what little is here, thanks.

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Things about today:

  1. I know way more about toilets than I truly care to admit. 
  2. If you're bleeding please have the courtesy to not drip your blood on the carpet...
    1. On a side note, if you can't control your bleeding, maybe you should see a doctor or something
  3. Ikea makes some crazy light bulbs.
  4. Even people you don't particularly care for can be pretty rad sometimes. 
  5. No, seriously... way too much about the inner workings of a toilet.

Saturday, October 3, 2009

Odd...

I don't care if I was in the candy aisle... when the woman in Bartell's asks you if you want a little sugar it's just weird.