Hello City

Having a “blog” (sweet jay-sus I hate that word) is difficult for me sometimes.  I feel the need to keep it as up-to-date as possible, but I don’t want to regress into the early days of the “online journal” and complain about my life constantly.  And honestly, I’ve not much left to complain about these days (shocking, I know).

I like the concept of the themed post, but I’m not very good at them.  Actually, the best reign I had for themes was the short-lived series on a since deleted Xanga account named “Kim’s Top Ten or More Pet Peeves.”  It had about two entries or so and basically consisted of me ranting somewhat incoherently about little things that piss me off, such as slow walkers or cars that slow to a stop at a green light to let you cross the street.

Maybe this is a sign that I don’t actually do enough with my life.  I have been feeling pretty lazy and stagnant lately, like I’m not doing anything productive with my downtime and I’m sleeping way too much.  I’m going to go ahead and blame February for my lethargy.  It always was my least favorite month.  Hopefully March will be better.

But of course this is a leap year.

How’s It Going To Be, When You Don’t Know Me Anymore?

If I’ve ever met you, been able to call you a “friend,” an “ally,” or even just “a really great acquaintance,” chances are strong that I probably miss you.  No joke, and right this second.

I miss you.

I get the feeling that people think that I’m cold and aloof and uncaring because I am simply too busy and forgetful to stay in touch with people as well as I’d like to.  I care more deeply for even the casual people in my life than any of them might ever realize.  I’m terrible with names, so people assume I don’t care, when in reality I actually probably want to be your best friend.

I discovered not so long ago that I no longer have current mailing addresses or even random contact information for most of the people in my life.  To remedy this situation I have purchased a new journal.  It’s black and has little glittery stars all over it… but I guess that’s not the point.  The point is that I will be carrying this journal around with me, gathering addresses and points of contact for the people in my life.  Here’s the catch: I’m requesting for the information as it will be relevant after AUGUST 2008, when I plan to pack up my life and ship down to Austin, TX.

So, if you would like to be included in this mem’ry venture, stop me on the street, shoot me an email, or comment (though the first two are a little more secure).  Don’t know where you’ll be in August?  Gimme an up-to-date email address, and we’ll go from there.