Dear Diary ... Suck!
Sleepless (the post "for himself" September does not count), Nashira, Gosaki, Rubberduck, EA ... left (you survive?) the blogosphere. Others have a post last year where they say something like "I will try to post more often." So, little by little the "glue" is over. Enthusiasts tend to have a hobby or interest that keep moving the feeds, such as Jiff and film blogs, comics, Japanese and stuff geeks, apart from the other blogs in which works (really leaves me terrified.) We have to Paola, a charismatic visitor with their text messages as host does not let party guests get bored or isolated. Compadres of Studiolo are like mariachis go posting it because when your racket arm but after two or three post, then disappear hahaha! As for me ... I've had several attempts to say that I go and do not return, but as these visits to be fired and fired and have to put on the broom behind the door Pa'que they leave, there still, but ...
... I'm tired. Not specifically in the blogosphere or post it to display so much of my life in this space. The same thing happened to my friend Reiki, anonymity because he spent too much and had told the last time we went with that no longer wanted to post because the only issue was herself (well, sort of.) While I'm glad to not be a cocky smug you want to greet their "fans" with its flashes of gray matter, the truth is ... ehmm ... I'm tired of writing so much poop. What are you going to do, when I started blogging was on a philosopher of weight and thought that my thoughts had led me to be a prophet of alternative Yuck! and then I started clowning ... This does not bother me at all, but there are days, like today, I can not stop thinking about shit, what am loser! So to spend a lot of post hijueputesca pleasantly try to describe how pathetic my life is beginning to be an uncomfortable reminder. I also worry about many things I've said about other people or things. Sometimes I say things that can be interpreted in a way too negative and then in real life would I look like a hypocrite, resentful, ungrateful, etc.. More if it is the case of being misunderstood.
However, as I have noticed my fellow bloggers with whom I have chatted or exchanged e-mails, I have gradually become more absentee. Is not isolated (... hahaha!), I mean, is not something particular. In my last stay in the dark and quiet Chungamunga mountains I felt that I isolate myself from everything. My family asks me "what?" Here, too, invite me out somewhere and I say "no thanks" or if not talk to me and tired of hearing me just say "ah, sodesuka" or just "ahhhh" I am too lazy to listen. Maybe I've developed one of the "neurosis of complacency in solitude, juas, what a title! Well, I mean something I read once that said that certain neurotics feel a sort of pride in being alone ... thing is I do not think my case and I hope not. Maybe my grandfather was right with one of his indirectazos: I am a self-conscious.
Next year marks 30 years old. If I have luck, at least I can continue living as I have been doing these last 4 years of exile, if not, I dread to think ... but if yes, then I think that apart from my natural degenerative process (not become a degenerate, stupid!), do not think anything will change, so I anticipate the end of my insipid story, if possible now. It seems funny to leave this space as a sort of time capsule ... maybe the video Lou's real age while still young to Dorian Gray ... Uay how scary: Yes! Yes, writing is what I do, can you give me for make another blog, but it only becomes a kind of virtual book will not have toys or anything, definitely will not talk about.
Well, with this long speech, fellow ... ehr ... fellow bloggers and visitors in general, this server is dismissed. No, no! well let us say: "Goodbye all friends of the blog, from Lou Hidechan Goubreé and ... and ... and Lou Hikiman Bricco: P" Seriously, thank you all for coming to visit and comment and to be cool, huh?
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