So this is the new year...

I'm pretty close to leaving for Europe. In nine months I'm going to meet all these excited new Mac kids that keep on writing on my wall. I've got a nice job situation, and while my social life may be dormant, with medication I'm ok with that. Hell, I was even flirting with some customers today.

A thought occurred to me on the way home tonight. It could just be the pills, but still.

Eighteen was a pretty sucky year. But nineteen will be better.

So here goes...

As those who know me have already heard I'm sure, I'm going on a round-the-world trip (can I just express how awesome that phrase makes me feel?) sometime in March. My plan to communicate with the outside world has been a blog all along -- I can communicate with everyone all at once, without having to deal with the complexities of buying a SIM card in each country. Plus, I can call myself a blogger, which is always sweet.

I was going to wait to create this, but my psychiatrist suggested I keep a diary as a therapeutic device. I kinda like the idea. Instead of bitching to all of you about how much I feel like my life sucks, I can just vent on this blog. Maybe some of you will even read it!

I like the name Lost Jolly - it'll apply well when I leave, and it also works well now; I feel lost, and I've lost my jolliness. It's got triple meaning!

So here goes. I spend all my time in session just talking talking talking anyways, maybe I can talk here and get it all out. Vent about all my insecurities in a format where I don't feel guilty at all. Maybe I can get at the truth that way. I don't know.

I feel better already.

PS - I just saw an ad for a syndicated online series from the guys who made that George Washington Youtube video. This makes me really happy.