All is black again...

I can’t seem to write blogs consistently. I can’t go to bed at a decent hour. I can’t seem to work out regularly and keep my weight down. There are so many things that I want to do, that I know I should do, that I tell so many people to do, and yet when it comes to it, I can’t seem to do it. I don’t know why.

Anyway, I’m going through another one of my “phases” I think. I’m depressed, lonely, losing interest in almost everything. I pick fights for no reason, get offended at ordinary, every day remarks, over-react (that’s an understatement), I’m irritable all the time, and I don’t know why.

I also go through “phases” with my spending and finances. I’m right now going through a spartan phase, which actually doesn’t mean much, considering I shop like mad for the rest of the year. I look inside my liquor cabinet and there’s enough whiskey in there to drown a horse, so, I’m like, “Ok, I’m not buying any booze for a few months”. Then of course I also seem to have accumulated enough cologne to de-odorize an entire family of pigs, and I think, ok, so no more buying colognes or perfumes for a few months either. As a result of this of course, I got my lowest ever credit card bill ever, which is great. But I’m somehow not feeling…happy…content.

Everywhere I look, I see a mess which has to be cleaned up. I see plans which I made and then did nothing. I see my life becoming those dreaded lines from Pink Floyd…

Every year is getting shorter,
Never seem to find the time,
Plans that either come to nought,
Or half a page of scribbled lines…

But in the midst of all this black depression and mopiness, here’s a great episode of This American Life which I heard, and I think you should too…

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