Sunday, December 04, 2005
4th December 2005
Through an entire night spent chatting and reading, I find myself waking at 1 at noon, having slept through most of the morning. Ah...already I knew the signs...it would be another day spent on games and words. It would be a fell day, filled with meaningless activities and a hyper-active me, since after having read of the great tales and accomplishments of others, I have deemed myself to be one of the lesser folk and my self esteem is falling ever so swiftly, like a rock down steep mountain slopes. I have done few of the things I had planned to ere the holidays began. I have been given the task of preparing the christmas dinner for the coming christmas and yet nothing have I devised for it and though time is on my side, the motivation is not. 101 different dishes I have to experiment and I have done none save 1 which failed to meet my expectations. People too are changing, becoming crappier as they plunge deeper into the holidays. This blog too will die with my spirit soon enough...and all will be cast into darkness and lost. But for as long as I still draw breath, I shall strive to maintain it, lest it becomes a wastage of hours long spent. Alas for me! I will take each day as it comes.
Posted by The Inflamed at 8:23 PM
