The world is a strange place.  It pulls in all kinds of directions, a string of coincidence and choice that moves you along one turn after another.  You never think you’d look back until one of the roads veers you right around and you end up staring your past in the face.

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I’ve got the writing tingle again. It’s that thing in the back of your head that moves you to move your fingers on the keys. It’s an itch that can only by scratched by typing. Which is odd – where would I be without typing? Ans: With a serious hand cramp. From writing longhand, of course. Yes.

Heroes finale was ok. No real comments about it. It felt kind of rushed – which, you know, it was. But, you take what you can get. Pissed off they killed Nathan, though. (Careful, that last one was a spoiler. Don’t read the last paragraph if you don’t want to be spoiled.)

I’ve been thinking a lot about everything. I’ve started to fall into a kind of ennui, except it’s lacking in the boredom aspects. I like my life the way it is right now – go to school (or work), write a little, study, come home, plan or play some D&D, watch some television/movies, whatever. But… there’s something missing. Its beginning to finally start to hurt. Every passing day it gets harder and harder to deny, if even just a little bit more.

I am, in short, beginning to slip into baser humanity. It’s been two years and change since I’ve made a connection with anyone. Clearly, I’m a solitary person – I don’t like big groups, I handle much better with a small group of friends than with a large crowd where my identity more often than not conflicts with the herd’s. So I’ve not really formed any tight knit relationships in law school – occasional friends here and there, good people I’d certainly trust, professionally and some personally, certainly.

It’s not a judgment on them – it’s a judgment on me. I’m closed off and unemotional. I don’t have anything built up inside of me, I don’t avoid people on person. It’s just the way I tend to deal with people.

I’m watching Bear Grylls survive the jungle. I have to say – there are few people on this Earth I actually admire for doing stupid things. The “I climbed Everest because it was there” philosophy I never really understood. But this guy is freaking amazing.

Hm. I really need to work on this issue. We’ll see how it goes.