Good Times

How long is long enough to banish oneself from a blog? I suppose two years ought to be good. Really, after packing up and moving back to sactown, posting on my blog seemed... unnecessary. What would I post about? 'Today I worked. Then I came home and vegged out. Then I got ready to do it again tomorrow."

So, yeah. Don't get me wrong, life's been decent, but somehow writing on here seemed dishonest or something. And then as time went on, I'd have to come up with a better and better reason why more and more time has gone on. Well, I don't have one. So there.

I'm back in Berkeley. I work a lot. But that's much better than not working, and still having to eat, and pay rent, and all that. And now, I'm going to rant. Because, after all, what else is a blog for?