I've never been much for diaries, private, public, or otherwise. Private diaries don't stay private, as I found out the first time I tried to keep one. (Never again, my 10-year-old self vowed, once I escaped the taunting of my sister.) Public diaries, well... I'm a fairly private person, usually, so I'm a lot more likely to simply not mention what I'm really thinking, and just go for something a little more superficial. Or I just don't write any kind of diary.

So the point of this little ramble wasn't to write a diary about why I don't write diaries. I suppose it was just to ramble ;-)

Blah.

On second thought, it was because I've been feeling kind of useless over the past few days. Weeks. Months.

Two years without an interview, two years without so much as a call back... that can really do nasty things to somebody's self-esteem. I know it's because the job market has been shit the last couple of years. I know it's because nobody in my industry is hiring, only recently started hiring... I know this, but I still feel useless.

Maybe I should take out some of my frustration on my characters. Or maybe pull out my sword and work with it for a while. I've got to do something to get out of this blah feeling.

Actually, adrenaline is really good for getting rid of the blues. I think I will pull out my sword... it's not raining anymore...