Still resting after what has by far been one of the more chaotic weekends of my life. Appreciating a slow pace as I look at the darkness and listen to a bit of music. Might play a bit of Guitar Hero ... seriously fun even though I'm still shite at it.

And yeah, I've created a second blog for myself... where I'll write stuff differently. Soon it'll be time to "mourn" the Winter and see if Spring can make a better effort because seriously, this kind of extended Autumn just won't do...

What is wrong about Winter? Well, what the fuck isn't? Maybe it's just the stupid monotony that gets to me, or maybe.... well, the birds obviously don't give a shit and left us ages ago except for the few stupid ones that thought adapting to our weather was a good idea. And this time around there's not even any snow to brigthen the spectrum of colours, which consists mostly of grey.

Oh, and I was told that someone was actually reading parts of this blog and enjoying it, which baffles me unless that person for some reason was reading some of the earlier posts and actually liked the overabundantly depressive tone. Between boring descriptions of what games I've been playing or books I've been reading and the occasional depressive rant, I don't really post anything interesting here, and if anything fundamentally interesting happened in my life, it probably wouldn't go here anyway.

Which made me think the other day about creating a second blog, something which I've been considering before, for essay purposes, because IF someone is possessed with the idea to read what I'm writing, at least they'll have more to read than the self-pitiying manifestations of my average state of mind.

The new semester has begun, even though I guess I'll be studying something different in half a year's time. Still, I might as well get as much out of it as I can if I can manage to ignore the really boring parts. I'm just generally glad to be back at the university, seeing some people, even if it tends to feel a little isolated, which is partly my own fault.

Going to a psychologist seems to be the thing to do now, and my first impression was generally good. Talking to a councellor with a sense of humour really makes a difference, and hopefully she can help me make a little order of my mess of a mind.

Well, just a quick update, as anything else on this blog, mostly just to myself.

Oh yesh, and Sweeney Todd is cool