I've Figured It Out...

For the past several days I've been visiting my own blog...repeatedly...rereading and revisiting events and annoyances from the past.

While I'd like to think I had some true purpose for doing this, I think I'll just acknowledge that I can't even make up a good reason. I'm bored at work.

However--it has been bothering me for quite some time that I've let blogging fall by the wayside. The complete sense of satisfaction that comes from the successful combination of a mildly humorous sentence or two to be consumed by everyone on the Internets is nothing short of amazing. The fact that my words could move thousands to laugh hysterically at my [choose one: pain, anquish, hell, annoyance, career woes] inflates my self esteem bubble to the point of bursting each time.

And then I remember that only like five people (all of whom I know personally) read my blog... and they've all stopped reading my blog because I haven't posted since just after I entered the gainfully-employed-yet-hopelessly-poor work force... and I'm not that funny.

After revisiting the past, I've now realized that my previous posts are the ramblings of a completely different person. The new me has had her life sucked out by work.

Either that, or I've become one of those positive, happy people that approaches life from the half full perspective abstaining from biting, bitter, and sarcastic commentary on life.

That, my friends, I refuse to accept.