Okay, that's enough.

No, really. The towel is thrown in, and I am done, thank you.

It's not that I absolutely can't continue. If nothing else, I think, I've shown that I can consistently keep writing; the second half-year woludn't be any more difficult than the first in that regard. It may seem like I've been scraping the bottom of the barrel recently, but if I'm honest about it, it never was all that much better.

The fact that it doesn't seem to be any better now, though, that bothers me.

The biggest problem was that the original goal I set myself — to write more quickly — has been a complete failure: the time it takes me to compose a post is, frankly, absurd. I doubt a single one has taken me less than a full hour, and far more often they take two to three. (This post was no exception.) I've never had more than a day's buffer of scheduled posts, and I've never had that even that much buffer for more than a day.

Doing this (and, worse, avoiding doing this) basically eats up all of my time, and gives nothing back. (Most people do it for the joy of feedback; but if I had a million followers, it wouldn't matter — that was never the point.)

I bought a copy of Soul Calibur IV just before I started this nonsense. I've played it all of twice. I haven't seen a single episode of Fushigi no Umi no Nadia since November. I haven't gotten any farther in Eternal Sonata. (I was in the bonus dungeon — I still have the GameFAQs page for it open in Firefox!) The last time I studied music theory was at SIGGRAPH, when I brought along a book for the plane trip and airport wait. Never mind kanji practice or type-theory papers or looking into vocal lessons.

So yeah. No more daily posts, no more post restrictions, no more anything else but random whimsy. If I come up with something to post, I'll post it; but it'll be as long or as short as it needs to be, and not measured.

But tomorrow — tomorrow, there will be no post, and no explanation nor apology for it.