I’m not sure what happened to the idea of a “lazy summer day.” Whoever the hell said that surely didn’t try and hold down a real job. Maybe they were a musician. Or a skateboarder. All I know is, as sure as the cicadas are gone, summer flies by in anything but a lazy manner.

I feel guilty. I neglect this site in spurts. The rest of the daily grind catches up with me and this falls by the wayside. Funny, as I’d much rather be redesigning and writing than rowing or going to meetings. Hell, I don’t even have time to work on my other art. Perhaps this is merely a metaphor for life in general: the things that one enjoys most often take a backseat to responsibility and duty. Well, to that I say, “bah!”

I’m sorry, poor, little crappy site that I neglect to make better either through writing or redesign. I won’t shun you again, turning away leaving you cold and empty. I’m just trying to find a balance…

N.B. - I know that this post was obnoxiously journal-like, which I swore I’d never do. I hate to recognize the purpose of the medium itself in tone. Perhaps it should be read in a tone of apology to myself for neglecting those things in life that make me happiest. Yea. That’s it.