Blog of R'kik D'nec

I guess the first order of business should be to clarify last night's post a little. Everything I said I meant, but that doesn't mean it should be viewed as a lashing out against everyone and everything, and especially not against anyone in particular. More accurately, it should be seen as an expression of my frustration with being unable to express my real thoughts and feelings. Maybe the problem is society, as I explained last night, or maybe the problem only lies within myself. Anyway, with that out of the way, I just wanted to say a little about sports. I was playing ultimate frisbee today, and it really kind of depressed me. Side note: I elbowed Jon in the head (unintentionally), but I think he deserved it because he's a cocky bastard when he's playing frisbee. Anyway, I've never been an athletic person. I've never liked sports either. Watching or playing just never interested me. Whenever I did try to play I sucked, which basically just discouraged me even more. Things really haven't changed too much, and it's just demoralizing to keep on doing something you suck at. The catch is I actually do enjoy frisbee somewhat, and you can't get better without practicing etc... So it's just kind of a paradox. I guess I should spend more time celebrating my other gifts and such, but that's kind of hard to do when you're not sure what they are. I don't mean to sound too depressing here. Things lately have been going well for me, and in general I would say that my life is on an upward trend. Of course there are still the occasional potholes, and I get the feeling that this blog is kind of a roadmap of where they are. So, metaphorically speaking, who or what is the construction crew?

Current Mood: Exhausted
Currently listening to: Final Straw by Snow Patrol
Last movie I saw: THX 1138 (or half of it at least)
One line review: I'll withhold judgment until I see the ending
On a scale of 0-5 sucks (0 being the best): ?.? sucks