Website guilt has setting in. I generally mock those who post about not being able to write, but here I am. I'm guilty of not bothering to post for weeks at a time as you might have noticed. I figure I'm probably the only one still reading this, so it doesn't much matter.

Except that the website is supposed to be primarily for me, really. My journal, or at least a bit of evidence to help me remember where I've been and what I've been up to. Admittedly, some of that evidence is embarrassing now and then, but at least it's there, in digital form. I don't think I'll ever lose a job over it, but I may cringe from time to time.

In truth, my web skills have not kept up with the times. Perhaps that's why I can't drag myself to the keyboard to write. I used to spend hours in front of my PC, attempting to hack out websites and futzing with Photoshop. I can't seem to find the energy these days. I've had the same website design for the last couple of years, and Jason is getting cranky with me since I've not updated his in forever.