Solid Block of Ise

There are a lot of things I want to write about right now.

I want to write about my thoughts about myself. My inner process. How the land lays with my soul, so to speak. What’s going on in the bubbling and frothing caverns of my inner being.

I also want to write about my nice new upgraded computer, thanks to a very generous aunt. I want to write about how much fun I’m having with my computer again, rather than seeing it as a big clunky stupid appliance that doesn’t meet what I want to do with it. I also want to go off on a rant about how frustrating I find Windows to be, after more than a year of exclusive Linux-use. I also want to reassure everyone that I’m still primarily an Ubuntu-user and that Windows is simply for playing Crysis, Unreal Tournament 3 and the like. I want to write about the upcoming Ubuntu 8.04 (Hardy Heron) which I’m running right now, and how much nicer it is.

I want to write about politics. About how absurd I’m beginning to find the presidential election-race in the USA. I want to write about my plans to become a dual-citizen. I want to write hard-hitting insights about how messed-up the world is today.

I want to write about books, about science fiction. I want to start writing on my own novel. I want to write some memories and thoughts about a very special cat who recently ended her long tenure as the family pet.

But all of this is stopped by a complete lack of energy and “go”. I feel stuck in a creative slump. I’m not particularly depressed, even though it’s always there in the background. I just don’t have any… ooompf, if you know what I mean.

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