Haven't posted here for a while. I guess I gave up on it. Like I give up on everything! Because I am too dysfunctional even to do things I enjoy, let alone fulfill my actual responsibilities!

(I don't know why screaming self-deprecating tirades like this into the void is so appealing in this venue. Maybe because there's nowhere else i can do it.)

Anyway, all my functional friends are doing this National Novel Writing Month thing. Obviously I have no hope of being together enough to do that. But I thought maybe i could do my own private National Coping Month, where every day I do something i have been putting off for weeks and then blog about it here. National Coping and Journaling Month. NaCoJoMo. Except it's not national; I'm not even planning to tell anyone else I'm doing it because I'm so fucking embarrassed about the kinds of things I've been letting slide. So more of a PerCoJoMo.

Today's thing was doing that with project I've been putting off. Tomorrow's thing will be the OTHER with project I've been putting off. God, I'm such an irresponsible shithead.