ehhh?!
aside from the cybershakes and other symptoms that go along with Netwithdrawal, the past 2.5 days have been rather productive and relaxing at the same time.
as addictive as this blogging thing is, i’m proud to announce that i didnt succumb to the idea of dragging my laptop to the nearest Starbucks to blog and blogcheck. the idea did seem appealing to me i must admit, but its good to know that i’m not relapsing into the Netizen that i once was.
like any other addiction, of which i have had quite a few, it saps so much productive energy out of you, but you dont realise it until after the fact.
what i’ve managed to achieve in the 12 short months since i made a concerted effort to get off being online still surprises me 
and while blogging still brings me back its a far cry from the hours i used to waste away online.
this is my methadone
and ok, to be fair, my addictive personality isnt completely erradicated it just replaced the previous addictions (from the benign to the severe), with the stock market. which some might say is perhaps just as severe as anything out there
but hey atleast its a semi-respectable profession
and incase anyones wondering, no i never had a need for methadone, and no i’ve never taken it .
so i actually got alot done, and enjoyed the sense of being disconnected once again.
i did alot of fiddleing about with a couple of tracks cos i figured out how to simulate distorted guitars,…. theres nothing quite like a good crunch
i’ve also come to the conclusion that i ought to pen my own lyrics and do the vocals as well,…. if i can……
i figured that theres no point waiting for that one person that’ll work well on my tracks cos that day may never come.
and as scary as it sounds, i thought to myself : if you want something done right do it yourself.
then i laughed out loud at the idea, and got a weird look from the person standing in line infront of me.
so i’ve been studying trent reznor of nine inch nails, rage against the machine, and just about anything i hear. and i think i’ll be studying them for quite a while before i even attempt to put anything down.
they do say to do something that scares you, and this is more harrowing than driving into iraq, without a map(my directions were take this road and drive north), crappy arabic and no body armour which i’ve done a couple of times.
so what the hell here goes nothing 
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heres something i heard earlier that really struck a chord:
For of all sad words of tongue or pen,
The saddest are these: “It might have been!”
from Maud Muller by John Greenleaf Whittier
its a long poem but its worth a read.
its deceptively simple, but it evokes memories and emotions i’m sure everyone has felt at some point.
if you have a hammock in a garden read it there
http://www.theotherpages.org/poems/whitt03.html
