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When I was in Bulgaria a couple years ago, it was March; spring hadn’t yet taken hold, and things were a little dreary and grey. Ivona and I will hopefully go back at the end of May or June. We’d like to do another wedding ceremony there for her family, on our one year anniversary. Man, it’s even weird to write that. The idea of a one year anniversary really cements the fact that I’m married. I love it, but sometimes it’s hard for me to even fathom that I’m really married, let alone for eight months now.

Anyway, since I’ll be going this year in a warmer time of the year, I’m excited to see how different it is. Ivona’s been helping her mother with something for one of her English classes and stumbled upon this great gallery of pictures from Bulgaria, which has me psyched to go back and explore more of the country.

Also, we might be going to Turkey for a honeymoon, since we never got to have one before. It’s supposed to be very cheap for some really nice luxury resorts. After finishing 27 credits this semester, a vacation will be welcome, I’m sure.

I think I used to be a much more passionate person. I used to care more about a lot of things. I used to get excited and worked up and interested. I feel like I’ve stagnated a lot in the past few years, maybe even since starting college, and I’m hoping I can get back to where I used to be.

Ivona said tonight that she likes when I write blog entries because it’s like a window to my inner thoughts that I don’t normally vocalize or go out of my way to share. I realized that’s largely true, and not necessarily because I don’t want to share things with her, but when I don’t write it’s almost like I don’t even think about things too deeply, or analyze my own feelings. Writing is the only way I know how to figure things out, of being truly introspective. The only time I really felt like that without having to write to get at it was when I was living in France; being in a place where you don’t really speak the language at first forces you to be pretty introspective. Oddly enough, I did some of my best writing (the non-introspective kind) when I was there. It’s part of the reason I want to go back so badly.

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I wanted to give this email posting a shot from my phone, so I thought I’d do a live post from T.J.’s wine and cheese party.

I’m surprised how many people showed up considering it’s between semesters, but this place is pretty packed, and there’s some decent wine to choose from. This one douche insisted we do it as a blind taste test, but that went out the window when T.J. realized he’d spend all night covering the bottles with copy paper instead of enjoying his own party. Ivona almost got in an argument with some dude because she misheard him calling the cheese we brought sheep cheese. She heard cheap. Hilarity ensued.

Well, what can I say. Yet another blog.

I’m a little uninspired right now, probably due to the fact that I’m between semesters at UMass and I’ve been sitting around doing absolutely nothing lately, except for looking at job listings for writers for a half hour at a time before becoming hopelessly depressed and writing death threats to the high school teacher who encouraged me to become a writer. At least the death threats will be well-written?

Anyway, I’m planning on forcing myself to write at least a little bit each day, preferably more than one post. One of the results of that plan will inevitably be that not all of the posts will be A+ material. I plan on writing about everything going on in my life and making this a sort of public journal, but I’m digging out some old notebooks with material I’ve put together over the years and I’m hoping to go back to some of my inspired notes and expanding on them and putting them up here. So there might be some short pieces of fiction, or vignettes, or little portraits of some random thought I had. A sentence I come across might send me off in a new direction or tangent, and I’m looking forward to tapping into my creative juices again. I always call myself a writer, but the reality is I just don’t write enough.

I’ll probably start tomorrow with a review of what’s been happening with Ivona and me lately to get any friends and family who are behind on the news caught up. Since I don’t expect this blog to be packed with people any time soon, welcome to those of you I’ve sent the link to to check it out. Thanks for stopping by.