Blogger: Posting, Procrastination, and RR3(as if you didn't know!)

Hello there. My name is Chitrak and I have returned to the world of blogger, blogging and generally wasting my time. Okay, so I lied, I never stopped wasting my time, I just found less obvious ways to do it. >:D(Thats my EvilGrin Smilie, for those unaquainted: EvilGrin Smilie, Those Unaquainted. Those Unaquainted, EvilGrin Smilie. Thats done, now back to what I was saying. If I can remember). It has been a long time since I have posted. Anyone reading the posts before last may believe this is because I went through a phase of manic depression. I assure you this is not the case. My inability to meet deadlines or do anything constructive has roots much deeper than my manic depression, and may be the cause of it.(For those curious about as to whether, why, or when I was, am, or have been a depressed maniac, :P . Thats a totally different story(I swear(and I'm sure you swear too after a certain number of brackets(Where was I again? Oh yes...)))).

Lets begin.

Ahem, first up, this post is written in the less than half an hour gap I have before I am going to a party. Most of my friends in touch with this phase of my life will notice the rising number of such things that I go to. TOday's is not a standard case, it is a party thrown by TCS(or ABN I'm not sure) for my father and his officemates. I'm going as an added appendage. All this started of course as an explanation as to why this post may be left in a hurry, seeming unfinished for some time. Incidentally(and this is another one of those puzzle pieces I talk about) this post is about why my blog remains sort of out there, hanging, and unfinished for the most part.

Ok. So. Why. Are so many of my endeavours left hanging. When I first started this blog(and to a greater extent, when I had prokulpia spring out from inside) there were at least a quarter of a thousand million and five topics swimming around in my head, ready to be written. All of them were gems, I swear. And hear this, avid(or not so) reader! They'd have been masterpieces, each one of them. I'd leave Tagore crying in shame(which is a big feat. The @#$@$ has a book of songs with a 200 page table of contents. And thats just Songs!) if I had managed to write them all down. But I didn't. Why?(See?? I just keep beating around the bush, that Has to be at least one reason) Well, to be frank(or Jim or...hey, this joke has been done to death hasn't it? I think I've used it Myself on occasion. Ok F*** it) I don't know. And I suppose You won't either for some time now, 'cause *sigh* I gotta go. Oh well. Next time. At least you have the consolation of joining our ranks. Us who have nothing to do and too much time to do it in.

G'bye g'night and have fun(and why not?? Go For It!)