Look to the right and down a bit. You'll see a series of years with numbers next to them. Then, you'll notice that there was a steady increase in posts over a few years and then a fairly steep decrease.
I went to Taiwan.
I had a part-time job for three years.
I then took on full-time for two years.
Can you guess which are which?
College was extraordinarily easy. Not in the sense that my courses were Connect Four against a toddler, but I found much time to do other things. Non-college things. Amongst those were working other jobs, being politically active [to a greater extent than today], and writing. Blogs weren't no thang, so I threw them out to the few peasants that felt a desire to hear my rants and raves (mostly rants).
Upon graduation, I found myself once again in Taiwan. There, I found myself working, for three years, between nine and sixteen hours a week. I had so much time; you really have no idea. Actually, you can get an idea: go read my blog.
I had things I did I wanted to chronicle: being assaulted by spiders, writing awe-inspiring beetle tales, and finding arch-enemies on the road. Sometimes I traveled, and then I'd write about those travels.
Now, I have things I want to write about, but there are others things I want to do, too: travel, play video games, write other things, and partake in various, non-blog-related hobbies. Priorities take form and one of them has not been my blog.
This seems to happen every now and then, but I've really let this thing go.
With that beings said, I cannot guarantee regular updates (I tried last March and almost got every day). I won't abandon the thing, but it might be best to just check back every now and then, because it definitely will not be as it was before.