The Tenth Post…not the Xth post.

There is something to be said for vacations. The chance to let the work world turn without out me for a week is something that I adore. Let’s all face it – this is the job. The career will be worked on with an eye towards be nevermore fresh pouts,

Wow, this alcohol is pretty darn good. It helps to relax. I’ve always had a problem with relaxing. I’ve always had this undercurrent of tension. Always had sleep issues, always felt tense and on edge – don’t know really why – but let me tell you, discovering alcohol is the best thing ever. There are other parties that believe that I would be better off without it. Those other parties don’t know what it’s like to have a life of tension and looking for anything to seek relief and finding out that the only way out is through chemical assistance from Chernobyl and other parties. Well – that;’s their problem not mine, My only problem is not getting it regularly.

Now we have fleas. This is great. This wasn’t my idea. The house wasn’t my idea. The marriage wasn’t my idea, but I do what I had to do to keep from going back home. She’s nice, but I swear I do half the stuff to shut her up. I honestly don’t want to be married to her, but there were incidences in my past that no doubt contribute to this. If there is anything to take away from this dear reader it’s this: marry in haste and repent at leisure.

Yeah – I’m drunk. This is going to be a short post, because I am going to go to bed soon before I say something that will reveal my identity. I am also ready for bed.

Good night, gentle reader. Please do not dismiss me as some drunkard. I am also a fool and an ingrate.

Ta-ta!

The Ninth Post or in base 2 it’s the 1001th post

This is the week before my vacation and holy cow, am I looking forward to it. A whole week of nothing but X-Box, writing and generally hanging out at home – it’s what I was made for. I’m more looking forward to the idea of being alone for long stretches of time. Let’s all face it; I’m not really that much of a social person. The most meaningful interactions I’ve had have been mostly online with any magnolia in an oozy hovel… and honestly, ever since the show went off the air, that place has gone downhill. The ethereal cygnet seems to vacillate between “We need to do something”… and never really follows up, or “screw it, I’m shutting this thing down” and everyone will get upset.

Well – to the woman who would glance at the ether yet, I will say this: put up or shut up. You complain that no one does anything? Well, more than likely it’s because when someone does something, no one gives a rat’s ass. I wrote something that’s rather good, but I haven’t finished it yet because no one asks about it. We had a round Robin and no one cares. The people I want to hear from the group, I have their email addresses so I don’t need to go through the group to talk to them. Her tenant legacy is the very definition of a fanatic: someone who redoubles their efforts while losing sight of their goal. I don’t understand people like that – then again, if you ask me, it all went downhill when the founder left. Enough of that – what was I talking about originally?

Vacation. Yes – I have some plans for it. Might even take myself out to lunch at Olive Garden, but I can’t spend too much because I am going to get a new lap top so I can start to familiarize myself with Windows 7 and have something else to play with. So far, I have a desktop for general computing, the net-top is for strictly writing projects. The laptop will more than likely become the road game version of the PC – a couple of games, some word processing programs and maybe some movies that I’ve ripped and loaded. Might even have a recording device if I can ever find a recorder that will work for me and my gosh awful voice.

Anyone have any good suggestions for movies to watch while I’m on vacation? I’m going to go see “Jackass” as a guilty pleasure, but I want to see more than one film over the course of the weeks. I’m also going to try very hard to use this time to foster some decent work habits as far as both writing and working out – I’ve probably said that before, but this time I mean it (probably said that before too). I’m going so far as to tweet my results. When that starts (more than likely this Friday) I will give up my twitter account name here.

Well, other than that, there is nothing of interest here going on. Maybe next time, I’ll wax geekily poetic about my love affair of keypads and pens.

Yeah – that’ll bring the crowds.

 

Until net we meet, Gentle Reader

The Lonely 8th Post

Wow – I haven’t been here in a while. Just to catch everyone up.

  1. I hate my job, even now more than ever
  2. I’m getting ready for NaNoWriMo – so get ready for even more uneven updates – yeah, even more uneven that this.

Well, I have a cup of absinthe (if you want an idea what it tastes like, think of black licorice) in my hand and I want to just ramble. Lucky you, lucky, lucky you. I am getting some new ideas for another novel – but I think it’s going to be a strict graphic novel.

This ends the writerly sort of things. That’s on my other blog.

I’m having some good old friends coming over to play X-Box – honestly can’t wait. I’m not a huge ‘meet and greet’ sort of person as one would think. So having two people over that I really like is a big thing for me. I’m not really a social person – not since that deprecatory tit and hump tossed me in the hay. Of course, I am pumping out a lot of money for this – I’m hoping to get some sort of return on my investment.

Anyhow – I’m trying to keep up at my other blogs, but failing miserably (as you can see). My political blog hasn’t been updated in almost a week and I think my writer blog hasn’t been worked on in twice as long. Not to mention other things. Oh, well. I know I shouldn’t have a cow over this sort of thing (there I go, showing my age), but every time I don’t do something I feel like I should be telling myself that I love my job now and I should make every plan to try to rise above the crap station that I am at now – but we all know that is a lie, is it not Good and Gentle Reader?

Well, my birthday is also coming up soon, and I am looking more towards the time off – maybe I’ll try to develop some decent work habits… or get drunk. All depends on whether or not I still have a bottle of absinthe to come home to for the week. I should send that sweet red head a bottle as I promised. I’ll do that when I get paid again and drink the one I have here. Don’t care what anyone else says – I’ll be fine.

You know, I don’t know if I’ve talked about this on other blogs – but I love absinthe. Not for the taste mind you – although this particular brand (Gold68 – you’re welcome) doesn’t have the heavy absinthe taste that the others have because it has no anise in it, which gives it its characteristic flavor. I like it because it does relax me – a major feat in itself. I don’t get uproariously drunk like I did with rum (which is coming this Christmas, I hope), I just get mellow. Really mellow. Takes three big glasses to do that (I ain’t a tiny person), but it’s nice. Might do it this Saturday for giggles—not really going out anywhere other than the gym (don’t get me started on that either!) so I can save gas until I get paid again. I hate getting paid twice a month. Then again, if I hate getting paid every two weeks, how am I going to handle getting paid every three months? Hire an accountant, I guess.

Well – that’s all for now. I promise to try to update more regularly here, or elsewhere.

Stay well, keep your head down.

Seething With Apathy