I should learn to heed a warning

F*cking addictive Friendster.

Haven't been around, hence the lack of updates. Doing a lot of collage and art stuff. Staying away from the computer. Writing updates in my head, but not here. Fighting with Duncan constantly.
I guess I feel that if I focus on art enough, other things will get better. ? Can't explain it or even adequately verbalize it. I know it makes no sense on the surface. It's all tied to self-blame.
I'm fairly unhappy but I'm resignedly so. It feels better than crushing misery, but somehow I don't think it is in the long run.
Just trying to work through it and get back here when I've come out the other side.

Funny how I use journals exactly the way I shouldn't, isn't it? Things are terrible - I think I'll stop writing!

Holy Mickey Dolenz, I have to go to bed about 3 hours ago.

F*cking addictive Friendster.