Wednesday, May 7, 2008

Stars

WTF? I look on my blog today and see stars at the bottom. If I wanted to be rated, then all I have to do is look at the comments. Or lack thereof.

Yeah, so it seems I've hit a bit of a dry spell on the ol' blog. I've tried, but lately, like Cara, I've just not been feeling it. Not much purpose to it now...well, I guess for Wiley there is, if he'd ever write (um, yeah, Wiley, I'm calling you out again, but you won't check this before you go to Zvornik again). But not for me. I like reading others' blogs back in KC, but can I go to the Blogger Happy Hour? Not so much. New job doesn't allow for much vacation time. Not one for spouting off on the new job - I don't really like to do that. I get to learn new words and remember the ones I'd forgotten, like thrombocytopenia. I really am quite clueless when it comes to typing motions and filing stuff with the court because I never dealt with them in my old job, so I'm constantly asking questions, and so far, they haven't rolled their eyes or given me the "haven't you figured any of this out on your own yet?" look. I haven't yet found Bloomington blogs....Indy has quite a few of them, and I even emailed them to ask them if they knew people an hour away, and they didn't. Sigh. Spyder posted an article about how some people blog as a form of therapy, and I agree that it can be, though it can be Debbie Downer if you're hoping for feedback and get none. Wedding plans are coming along nicely. I finally have a baker for the most important piece of food at a wedding, the cake. (You knew it was cake, if you've been reading my blog at all.) So, there's a bit of listlessness going on here. The jellyfish feeling is back, where I just lilt along the water and see where the tide takes me. And I hate it. What's the point of it all?

6 comments:

meesha.v said...

sometimes I think there is nothing to write about, but there are 4-5 things by the time I get home.But I get discouraged if no-one comments. so I try to comment on many blogs to keep people going.

Melinda said...

Yeah, but you're a Russian Jew - you have lots to talk about! How edumacation is dumbing down your daughter and her classmates...days of the old Commie lore, how you worked for the KGB but won't ever admit it out loud, borscht, lack of dentistry or at least of novocaine....I'm just a little ol' white Midwestern chick with cats. I won't always feel deflated, but right now, the wind is out of my sail. But I appreciate your action to keep people truckin'.

meesha.v said...

there is something to be said for white chicks with cats- although multiple cats is a red flag for me-no offense:-).I have one cat and that's all the animals I can handle.

Melinda said...

LOL. I don't have kids, so I can handle more than one cat, and most people are surprised I have them when they see them because the home, she don't smell like a giant litterbox. Tumblefur, of course, is a bit harder to control... a blog simply about cats and how I sit on my cat to get the ear mite medicine in her ears or how the other likes to sit on my keyboard probably wouldn't sit well with many readers...maybe a blog about songs and the alternate lyrics we think we hear...

Spyder said...

I always read what you write but don't always comment. Bad me!

Anonymous said...

ditto spyder. home from cf; sick with the flu. tumblefur made me laugh! auntie em