tryst

There's time. Winter summer spring and falling out of touch.

I've been busy -- writing music and practicing. Working a comfortable 28 hr week rocks, but the pay isn't so fresh. Sometimes you just get a little too comfortable. You all know how that goes.

Boyfriend is good. We had our joint birthday party a couple weeks ago. It was fun, and I played so much pinball my wrists felt like they were going to fall off, although later that night a good friend of mine had to go to the hospital because he was very very ill. Not alcohol or drug related. He stayed in the hospital for almost a week and we were very worried, but he is out now, and hopefully will be back to his grumpy self soon.

I'm sorry this journal entry sucks so badly. I've kind of stepped away from blogging a bit. I almost can't remember how to write a good entry, although I look back and realize that I did used to be able to come up with some interesting ideas. Not anymore, I suppose.

Thank you all for the birthday wishes and for putting up with the fact that I almost never respond to any comments. I'm sure I'll get back into a groove someday if I ever take another set.