anger_frog

Ok, back amongst the living again; posting upon the journals once more, and chatting on the IM and other good shit. Way too reclusive lately; seems my friends' list got shorter and my "waiting for approval" section vacated in a bad way. My own damn fault for being unresponsive, of course. I've just been painfully unsocial lately, as boredom had shut down many of the mind's upper functions...this week has been mostly spent in a walking coma. Seriously: no appetite, no sex drive, no desire for human acknowledgement; my life as an automaton. While it is a nice little defense mechanism, I"m getting next to nothing done with my time, and I keep feeling like I'm passing up oppurtunities with people and places as the summer wiles away under my nose.

I have nothing definite for my road trips now. I can't get ahold of my friends in FL in order to organize a time to get down there, and I don't anything definite for anywhere else. I'm probaly worrying about it too much; it's still too early to need everything to be concrete. After all, another person or place could come up that I might decide to run to at the drop of a hat. A much-needed miracle in dry times; a heavenly vision on the other side of the mountains. True love or one wild night, it doesn't matter as long as it lies at the other end of the road. I know that there's something or someone out there waiting for me this summer that I need to go to, but I have to wait on a little longer on the why and when.

Failing that, I'm pimping myself out. Ask me about my low rates!