Hide

Sometimes I just want to curl into a ball and hide. Living alone is not good for that, as it’s easy to curl up and not have anyone to kick some sense into you and tell you, “You need to get up! You need to go outside! You need to go to work!” I have a tendency to become slightly agoraphobic – if that’s even the right term. I don’t want to go outside, not because I’m afraid of horrid things befalling me, but because I don’t want to meet any people. So perhaps that’s not agoraphobia. Whatever it is, … Oh, but there’s more…

B*tch on Wheels

Last night I took my first leap into the world of Roller Derby, and I’m already loving it. I’ve signed up for a “learn to skate” programme with my local roller derby club. It’s a 10 week course that’s designed to take me from ‘drunken gazelle on skates’ to ‘fresh meat.’ I still find it hard to believe that I’ll actually be skating well enough in 10 weeks to play in a derby match, but everyone who took the course last fall says it was fantastic and they can in fact skate, and skate well. Of course, 24 hours after … Oh, but there’s more…

Hello, World.

I can’t tell you now many times I’ve written this blog entry — or I should say, a blog entry like this.  Though I began with a rather prolific blogging period early last decade that lasted for about 6 years, I haven’t kept a regular record of my life for a long time.  I’ve had several fits and starts with blogging since then, but nothing really took.  I’m not sure it will again, even with this attempt. Yet I still feel compelled to write.  I have the feeling that, in the future, I’ll regret that I’ve not written things down … Oh, but there’s more…