You know, I can’t be arsed doing my usual “quote of the day” and “current horn factor” bullshit before the post proper today … and that is perhaps indicative of how I feel about this blog in general. I’m trying to be honest here, kids. Part of it I think is to do with the perenially shitty Sydney weather at the moment. If anyone needs confirmation about the reality of climate change, there it is staring us all in the face. It’s supposed to be summer in Australia at this time of year. A time for Christmas Day barbeques on the beach, and sweltering forty degree heat. Instead, it keeps f*cken raining every other day ! My boss put it best a few days ago when he said “What’s up with this bloody weather ? I might as well have stayed in f*cking England !”

It’s not that I’ve lost the creative spark, either. I’ve been putting some serious time in @ the home studio lately, cranking out new tunes. I’ve animated two episodes of Juiced (my ‘weekly’ flash serial), with another eight or so scripted and ready to go. I’ve started trying to write a new novel, and I’m actually planning to finish this one (unlike all the previous ones gathering dust in the proverbial bottom drawer). I got a shiny new digital video camera (go Mini-DV, f*ck that DVD-Cam arseshat !) for Christmas from my parents, and already have a few (non-porn) ideas that I’m itching to film once I sort myself out a copy of Sony Vegas + DVD.

I’m just not feeling particularly inspired to blog these days. Is it something in the air ? My best friend stopped blogging a while ago now, with the intention of starting up a quasi-portal site instead. That’s not a bad idea … as Baz from Random Rant tells me, it’s good to have at least a loosely ‘themed’ site rather than a personal weblog per-se, because that way you can often score ‘freebies’ from people like Warner Brothers to review, give away to readers etc. Sure … a bunch of bloggers recently scored free laptops courtesy of Microsoft, but I can’t help but feel that a certain ‘buzz’ is slowly departing the blogosphere, and I feel it draining out of myself as well.

Apart from my best friend, my fiance is no longer actively blogging (just posting occasional snippets to her myspace page), 3 other people who used to be on my blog-roll have disappeared off the face of the ‘net, and one long-time blogger acquaintence pulled his blog offline to give himself the possibility of reusing old material for his new (paid) writing gig on behalf of Newscorp.

As for TROYL itself, the only comments I seem to get these days are from a small handful of loyal offline friends, and a self-confessed fame-whore (I’m looking at you here, Steph). Whilst I certainly appreciate those of you who are still persevering with this blog and my sporadic update policy, I haven’t the time or patience to whore TROYL out to new readers via mass commenting the blogosphere as I did when I first started. All of which means my comment fields aren’t likely to get any fuller. I’m not single anymore, so I have no further ‘dating horror story’ material to draw on, except for the increasingly distant past. I’m depressingly sober most of the time these days, so the amusing drinking anecdotes aren’t there to draw on anymore. I’m happy at my job, so I have no reason to bitch about work. Apart from the incessant incursions of assorted creepie-crawlies, I love our new apartment, so I can’t even bitch about my living conditions.

All in all, I think the ‘problem’ is I’m ‘suffering’ from a general level of contentment. This is of course a very good thing in terms of my personal life, but not so good in terms of The Rest of Your Life (blog). At the very least, I reckon updates are going to get even more sporadic here, and I’ll have to think about an overhaul of the site. It’s fairly likely I’ll be starting up one (or more) new sites in the near future too (probably after my wedding next month), steering away from the ‘blog’ formula. Given my surname will be changing post-wedding, I’m unlikely to keep using this domain name as my main port of call as well. I’ll hang on to it of course – until I die or the ‘net goes down permanently – whichever comes first I suppose – to ward off ’cyber-squatters’ – but I’ll set up redirects and start pimping myself out at a new cyber street-corner sooner or later.

There you have it folks … please do let me know what you think of all this, and don’t say you haven’t been warned :-)