8/26/97 - Revision of Said Goals.

     I wasn't intending to have a new finger
     .plan posted every day, certainly not
     because I believe in posting new content
     every single frigging day that I keep up
     with all these projects.

     Don't ask me how it was ever settled that
     the Soapbox would be updated weekly instead
     of daily or whenever I felt like it.  I
     guess I just thought seven days was enough
     time to recouperate (okay, so I stretch it
     out to maybe twelve days at times) so I
     could write something else somewhat
     interesting.  I can't do the whenever-you-
     feel-like-it updates.  I have to do
     something regularly.  If I were to do it
     at least every four days, I'd start
     feeling like I had to write new stuff
     every day.

     I don't like it when writing becomes effort.
     I don't like formal writing.  Writing essays
     for class isn't all that fun because it's so
     formulaic.  Creative writing is a bit
     different, but it's still done under the
     precise hand of academia.

     Most of the time, I have plenty to say, but
     not the style to pull it off to such a
     degree that people can't stop talking
     about it.  Takes ranting and raving and
     cursing and yelling about something in order
     for it to receive feedback.  Doesn't have
     the humor of, say, Lance's latest e-mail
     essay.

     Anyway, I don't use dates for the reason
     that I'm interested in having regular
     content.  I use dates as placemarkers, so
     that this essay was written after that
     essay and so on.  But because of all the
     hullaballoo going on in this guy's life,
     I'll be skipping a few days to catch up
     to the present .plan schedule.

     Besides, I don't feel like writing very
     much right now, so I hope I'm not
     required to turn in some paper the first
     week.  The only person I feel like
     writing to at the moment is Anna.  No
     one else.  Such a comfort to have one
     person to share with when you don't feel
     like sharing with strangers or people
     very close to being strangers.

     All this just to explain I wouldn't have
     .plans for the days I missed! 

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