I\’m still alive.

Ok, so I’m going though another period where I just dont feel like writing anything here… although I feel like I should be. I wish I had something really interesting to write about, I just don’t.

Tomorrow is my 31st birthday, and it feels like there is this wall that I’m about to hit. The “you should be doing something with your life by now” wall. I’m seriously thinking about going to see a shrink or something, even though the thought of it makes me giggle. Therapy is overrated I’ve always thought, but I think I need to try everything available to me. I’m generally in a good mood when I’m out and about, but once I get home I lose all motivation to do anything other than surf porn and sleep. I probably surf porn more than I sleep.

Saturday, I slept until 1:30 and only woke up because I had to get ready to go to my birthday dinner at the House of Seafood and I had to clean my house a little before I’d let anyone inside… it was a total wreck. (More on the House of Seafood later)

Sunday, even though I had a job meeting at 7:30am and a sorta-date at 4pm, I ended up not waking up until 4:30. Other than feeding the cats I didnt get off the sofa until almost 6. I dunno, it just doesn’t feel right. Could it be some sort of depression? I’ve been like this as long as I can remember, but it’s definately getting worse lately.

I’m trying to start selling some t-shirts, but don’t really know how I want to do it… I have some of my ideas up at Flickr. Let me know what you think. (and of course, if you want one, let me know. :)