Today seems vacant, the atmosphere quiet and undemanding. I want to lie around doing nothing, but I also want to go out, mill around town, act like vacation will stretch on forever. Classes start tomorrow, though I don't really begin until Wednesday. All I can think now is that I have to run faster, run away from preparing for the semester. It makes one wonder why I am so invested in school if each approaching semester looms menacingly as something to be shunned.
Jan. 6th, 2003
You know, aside from a handful of weblogs, I haven't really found many people out in cyberspace I really find interesting. A lot of the links on my page are there just so I can pretend I belong to some sort of on-line community, the first one I stumbled on when I created my page. I guess my lack of enthusiasm for many of those sites shows in the lack of reciprocal links.... Eh. I don't know how to go about looking for new weblogs, though. I could troll the links of other pages, but so many of the people in these overlapping circles of cyber-friends I find unbearable. I'm such a snob. I need to find people I've never heard of, that people I'm currently linked to have never heard of. They're out there somewhere.... I just don't know what I'm looking for. I want to find writers who do something interesting with writing, but how that looks or what it does I have no clue.