Glob
yes. it is true. i hate the title of this blog. it's all blehfull.
so i will change it. i think to Glob. just as soon as i get a chance to hack a bit.
why Glob? um. heck. it's an anagram of blog. and i dig the congealed meaning which in some ways reflects the snowball of ideas here. there is no plan to this blog/glob. there is no theme. it's just a bunch of mostly pointless ramblings that may amuse a few of my friends and some very bored people at work. (me)
most of the writing has been crap, lately, and i suppose there's some self-depreciation going on as well with the new title. and a concerted effort to reduce the pressure to write anything of merit. pressure is the anti-muse.
i was talking about pressure with madhavi last night. she was all ti-red but came to hang out anyway (happy birthday scott!). this was very pleasing to me as it's kinda rough to get past her social secretary and pencil in time. time for madhavi, needs to get wider. but i digress...
the issue i struggle with more than anything else, is the slow but constant build up of pressure/anxiety. friends comment that i sigh a lot. it's not sorrow--it's the let-off of this pressure. a slow, controlled exhalation so my head don't go blooey. even now, when things go so well for me, i feel it.
it's time for that piece of my personality to pack its bags. it don't pay rent, so i will show it the door. like any unwelcome houseguest, this may take some finesse and involve some awkward stare downs. i'm up to it.
if you see me stressing, remind me that i'm in love and i should relax.
will do, homey. here's to pruning lame personality modules!
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