home again (of sorts)

pondering home and such as i am partially unpacked and have done laundry but still have sorting to do... apparently still not in a writing mood and not quite sure why, though possibly it may be partially due to not wanting to think about some things, like nobody in the immediate daily life caring about me enough to see the self-destructive ways i am practicing daily (it's the usual haphazard eating and lack of daily exercise and extra 30 pounds and drainage of savings and indirect apathetic self-sacrifice and normal human stuff like most everybody else) just to have some social life and sharing, however superficial it may be... and then there's the lonelies, which are easy to get in a relatively silent blog ya know...

besides all that, maybe the biggest and definitely most visceral reason i have been writing less is that the neck and butt do not want me to sit at the laptop... yes, sitting at the laptop is a pain in the neck and ass, cliche as that may sound... the dvr provides some distraction as i caught up on reruns of haven and heroes and dead like me and the river and watch a half dozen or so current shows (futurama, under the dome, rizzoli & isles, perception, unforgettable, major crimes {jackson likes this one), and maybe a few others) whenever i feel like it cuz that's what a dvr allows...

and how are you? :)