back in the saddle again, again

i'm back. again. i think i am.
and this time i think i'll stay.

things that happened since the last time i blogged (in no particular order):
- i switched teams at work, twice. now i'm almost back to where i started
- i started reading again
- i made a promise to myself to get back in touch with old friends. i didn't
- i made a promise to myself to let the people who matter to me know that they matter to me. i haven't
- i moved. twice. i don't plan to move for a few years
- i still can't figure seattle's obssession with the space needle
- i moved to a place that has a great view of the puget sound
- the new place also has a view of the space needle but that ties in with my aforementioned curiousity about the general fixation with the needle
- i've made new friends. life is moving along
- i'm reading aparajito. it reminds me of the saturday movies on doordarshan. simple characters with simple lives. gentler times
- i became a ski-addict. i broke bones and dislocated a shoulder but kept at it. i can't believe i didn't get around to doing this earlier
- i made fun of snowboarders. they're a touchy lot
- i've been taking the bus to work more often. it's nice to be able to read on the way to work

my fingers are rusty and the brain is rustier still; a form of cerebral friction that makes it harder to get rolling. the hardest part about blogging for me is walking the fine line between my life and the snapshots of my life i', willing to put out there. i found my life slipping out into my blog. i suppose it was inevitable. i need to keep watching out for that.

it's been more than a year since i blogged but it feels good to be back. it's like going to a high-school reunion. everyone's the same and everyone's changed, both at the same time.