December 30, 2003 - 2:23 p.m.
I feel kind of bad for not updating yet, but nothing happened on Christmas. The people in my family that actually care about Christmas all went somewhere else this year-- my theory is they finally got fed up with certain people's insufficient Holiday Enthusiasm, and had to go elsewhere for their traditional cravings. So it was just me, my dad and my mom watching a movie and eating Costco chicken, and we were all sick. It was fine by me because I have no spiritual attatchment to December 25th and The Holiday Season has a tendency to stress me out.
The missing family members talk now of reconvening on New Year's for another Christmas, though. Hopefully everyone remembered that I asked them not to get me anything. I'd like for Christmas II to be as uneventful as possible, even though that's not good for this diary.
For you see, it's the end of the year and I'm evaluating all the things about my life. Well, okay, that's not really true. I'm quite happy with my life. Really I was just trying to write a clever transition into wondering about this diary. I can't seem to find enough material for even weekly updates, which is kind of a bummer, in terms of "content."
I don't want to get rid of it completely, if for no other reason than I've had to look through it for reference on dates of important events and such every now and then. But my enthusiasm for Having An Online Diary is pretty dead. I'm not sure what it is... it can't just be that nothing's happening to me, because I used to gleefuly wring multiple paragraphs out of a story about unwrapping soap in the shower.
Anyway, I'm not going to kill off this diary, unless it does something drastic like totally ruin my reputation or insult my mama. It's just that each time I sit down to write in it, it seems more and more forced and it takes a lot of effort. I don't think it's been resulting in anything that's any fun at all to read.
I'm thinking of treating it less like a diary and more like a cheap personal site that I can update when I get spare time and have something cool to share. There has to be a way for me to turn this into an entertaining hobby again, because it's starting to feel more and more pointless each time I stare at this blinking cursor and go, "hmm... I went to work, and hung out with Laurie, and played some video games... what else happened? Something else MUST have happened..."
