Procrastination Nation

Hey gang.

you may have noticed (or maybe not) that the momentum for this blog got lost somewhere over the last few weeks. I know.

I attribute that to a few things - one being a genuine lack of anything interesting to say, and the other being my discovery of a genuine lack of any readers. I found the "statistics" button and learned that no one in fact reads my blog, except for someone from Russia (so big shout out to my Russian reader!). But I went out with Ms. Muscles the other night to to see some all female Muay Thai fights (totally awesome) and she assured me that she is an avid reader and "tsk tsk"d me for not updating it lately. So this one's for you, Muscles!

So what to say? Well, I think moods are a funny thing.

I say this because, the past few weeks I have been FUCKING MOODY. Like, wanting to punch kittens moody. My life has been a LOT of this:

http://hyperboleandahalf.blogspot.com/2010/05/sneaky-hate-spiral.html

and a little of this:

http://hyperboleandahalf.blogspot.com/2011/10/adventures-in-depression.html

And let me tell you friends, it is no way to live. I wish I could tell you that I've come up with some magic recipe for how to deal with this concoction of hormones/moody chemicals whizzing around in my brain and body, but I have not. Still working on it. Instead, I remain a bitch to deal with on pretty much every level.

So while not writing in my blog for the last few weeks, what have I been up to? Well, as per my rut status, not much. But I can tell you I think I have earned a Master's degree in Self Sabotage in the intervening time. No-dairy diet? pfft. Losing weight? haaaa. New outlook on life?!? not so much...I am nothing if not a slave to my moodiness - moodiness that seems to require me to stuff my face with corn chips at 10am on a Wednesday morning (meanwhile, paradoxically, making sure I buy the grass fed beef at the farmer's market). What is up with that? I keep wracking my brain for some funny and/or light-hearted anecdote to interject here - but crazy brain here keeps preventing me from thinking life's a peach.

Promise to update again when I think of something fun or interesting to write about. It's exam time - it's not like I don't have some procrastination to do...

xox