As the few remaining die hards still reading my journal have probably figured out (because by the very fact that you're still here reading means that you possess superior intelligence), I haven't had a whole lot of time to devote to Gaia. Not just being here, or to writing about it, but not even to think about it.
As it has been for the past year, my life is being consumed by what I politely call "old people problems". (In private, I call it something a lot less flattering and nowhere near appropriate for a fine, uplifting journal like this one.) When I'm not dealing with my father or now my in laws, I've been sick. I've been sick more this year than I have for the past 5 combined. If anyone thinks stress isn't real, I'll point them at Exhibit A: a garbage can full of snot-filled Kleenex.
And somewhere in there I'm supposed to be running my own life, making and cleaning up from holiday preparations, etc.
So while I do have some conjecture and theories on Gaia's completely blatant move towards "we want ALL your moneez and we'd sell our own grandmother in pixel form if we thought it would get you to open your wallets wider", I haven't been able to put them together coherently in either my head or here (one begets the other). I still plan to, but as it's been over the past couple of months, entries are going to be fewer and farther between.
Unless something drastically changes. Which it does do. So there's always that caveat.
So many people I know had a completely sucktastic 2013. I sincerely hope that 2014 is better for all of us, and I have a strange, sneaking suspicion that it will be.
Hang in there.
· Wed Jan 01, 2014 @ 07:31pm · 0 Comments