Where did you go?

It's been ten years since Ive started keeping a livejournal. Far longer than I've kept anything in paper format. The frequency of my post has slacked off as of late. Maybe I'm losing interest in keeping a record of my life. Maybe I'm too busy living it. Maybe I don't like sharing my fairly unfiltered raw thoughts with you anymore. At times I've aspired to write the kind of memorable posts and chronicles that others who are more gifted writers than me do on a regular basis. Largely, that hasn't panned out.

Anyway.

The last month or so has been satisfying on a number of levels. My interest in running my Deadlands game has increased, and I'm in the middle of a particularly satisfying adventure right now. Warhammer frustration is at an all time low in the new edition. I'm having more fun, and preforming better when I play. My fire spinning has atrophied, but I'm coming more to terms with the fact that it may just not be my scene.

Exercise has suffered also. I'm in decent enough shape, and lately I'm not as concerned if I start putting on weight, or losing definition, or becoming less attractive. Working out is just not as important anymore. When it becomes important, I'll start doing it again.

I'm pretty content right now.