Usually I try to keep my blog posts more like essays and less like diary entries but I just wanted to check in online and give an excuse for my absence. It turns out that my place has bugs. Right now we're arguing with the building manager over what kind but they are hard to get rid of and are bitey. That said, it means I really haven't been able to live in my own home for about three weeks now. Huge pain in the ass. Things are progressing but oh so slowly. So I haven't had A) time and B) my computer. It's strange not being so wired. Sure I still have my Android phone (my main device these days) and a slow (slow) laptop but I don't have a dedicated, convenient box set up.
So that's where I'm at right now. I hope to have everything cleaned up and settled soon and then I can go back to my digital habits. For now I've been seeking out more analog forms of recreation. Do I mean hardcore drugs? I just might (I don't). Tonight, for example, I'm going to a friend's school production of Rodgers and Hammerstein's Cinderella. That's rights, my digital cutbacks have driven me completely mad. I have the arrow through my head, the Napoleon coat and everything. I'm a traditionalist at heart.
So I'm off to try to assemble some sort of shelter out of bamboo and then explore into the trees in search of berries. After all, it's only been three weeks. That means I'm still in hunter/gatherer mode. If I'm offline long enough to develop simple agriculture then I'm really in trouble.
