I’m sure there is some kind of psychological meaning behind this, but I prefer small font sizes to large ones. I have difficult writing in large letters when I am hand writing something, even if the available surface area is quite large.

I knew that it had been several weeks since I posted here, and I’m not sure if I’ll keep this one or the LiveJournal blog that I’ve got. . .I just need somplace to post that isn’t seen by eyes I work with. I guess that’s part of the reason why I love blogging, though, to be honest. It is nice to write something on the off chance that someone will read it and respond. I hate not being acknowledged. I hate being ignored. I hate when I ask questions and I’m not answered. I hate it.

I don’t know what’s going on with me and my feller. I think there’s something. But I’ve not heard from him in a couple of days. Maybe that’s expecting too much. I don’t know what to think. I miss him. I hate that I think of him as often as I do. It’s better than it used to be. And ideally it will continue to get even better.