urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:flaxygrainy weaving the flax and picking out the grains flaxygrainy 2004-10-15T04:15:50Z urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:flaxygrainy:668 2004-10-15T04:15:50Z 2004-10-15T04:15:50Z yeah so speaking of never updating...<br />I'm so confused lately. Not any shit that I can't handle; you know, the wacked out friends (or lack thereof?), the people that I like that tend to avoid me. But I'm really sick of just waiting for every day to go by. I want to do things, to get out, but I can't or won't, I don't know which. Fencing is a real consolation there, but only for a little bit. FAW is awesome and I get some great lessons in, but then we got the unnamed weirdo staring at me all the time. I can't stand him, or anyone else who gives me the "what are you doing in my club" stare. And salle is definitely cool with all the nyack people there. But then again, there's a problem with going to that practice which only a few people know about. I feel like any time I go anywhere, I'm waiting for something to happen, good or bad, but nothing ever does.<br /><br />whew. what optimism :-) urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:flaxygrainy:299 2004-06-22T01:21:29Z 2004-06-22T01:21:29Z Whenever I get one of these, I never update it, so I'm not going to promise that I will. But now I can comment in my own name, instead of that spooky anonymous presence. I'm trying to get a new website going, so if you want to check it out, it's at www.twistedmatrix.com/users/sara.