On Writing About Nothing
My life is full of things that no one cares about. I mean, some people care about them, obviously, because they pay me to take care of all of them, but on a day-to-day, I-might-write-a-blog-post-about-this basis, the pickings are pretty slim. Oh! We need to build this piece of software for that reason or yada-yada lamma-lemma-ding-dong-day, and go figure that so-and-so did such-and-such so now we need to figure out the antigravity flux capacitor california disestablishmentation parameter. By Tuesday. Shit.
So here I am, riding the train home, trying to think of something, anything, that might be entertaining to someone about my week, and folks...I just ain't got it. I have a headache and am really tired, and have managed to eke out more work for myself in the last 12 hours than I had to start for the week, and so...uh...yeah. What I really wish I could do is to teleport home, crawl into bed, and sleep for 12-14 hours. Instead, though, I think I'll end up picking up some Chinese food, putting the baby to bed, and then farting around for a while. And THEN I'll go to bed. Maybe.
And then tomorrow, my kids will wake up around 5am or so, ready to go, and I'll be a zombie.
Oh, and there's this young couple in front of me who are trying to hide the fact that they are snogging. I like the word 'snogging'.
Some day, I'm going to have a point. Some day I'll be on top of all this, and bare my soul for the interwebs to see.
But not today. Today, this is all I have left.
January 22nd, 2010 - 20:42
You don’t have to, Daver. You don’t have to.
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January 22nd, 2010 - 22:01
I like the word snogging too. Something about it being British. Sounds more proper.
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d.w. Reply:
January 23rd, 2010 at 9:51 am
Right-O! Far more proper than ‘making out’. ‘Making out’ sounds like the opposite of ‘Making in’, which, uh, doesn’t sound like anything.
Nevermind, forget I said anything.
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