
Finally. Done.
No no no more NablopoChristThisWasHardMo.
A few items of note about posting every day:
1) You will not have any time to read other blogs. Period.
2) You will spend 2-3 hours each day trying to think of something to write on that or the next day's post, only to end up taking a picture of your feet and calling it a day.
3) Your ass will grow at a rate that is best illustrated with the following equation:
Time sitting trying to think of something to write x time spent actually putting the post together + meals consumed while held prisoner by the computer + looking up and realizing that you've spent 3 hours at the fucking computer and you really need to go to work now so I guess you won't be getting anything resembling exercise again today x 3.14159265...
=
Approximately 1.37 inches per week.
=
Approximately 1.37 inches per week.
4) You will consider petitioning the board of directors to have Nablopomo held in the month of July, when you really hardly work at all and have nothing better to do than build dioramas, garden in your underwear, make pickles, take up smoking and blog. You will also consider holding your own July Nablopomo regardless of the board's decision.
5) You will wake up at 6:45 this morning and spend 4.5 hours (!!!!!!) trying to finally catch up and read everyone else's blog, which is the reason you like doing this "blogging" thing in the first place, only to realize that you've only made it halfway through your blogroll. You will then punch yourself in the face, just for fun.
5) You will wake up at 6:45 this morning and spend 4.5 hours (!!!!!!) trying to finally catch up and read everyone else's blog, which is the reason you like doing this "blogging" thing in the first place, only to realize that you've only made it halfway through your blogroll. You will then punch yourself in the face, just for fun.
6) You will get up, open the window and scream loudly as you realize that once again you need to get to work and you haven't done a damn thing yet except sit in front of the fucking computer.
7) AAAAARRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
8) You will yell out the window again (this time to the crowd of neighbors gathered beneath the window) that there is no need to call the police. Nope, everything is fine here. No, I'm not being attacked by that wandering band of dwarves that has the whole neighborhood up in arms. Move along, folks. Nothing to see here.
9) You will acknowledge that you have no one to blame but yourself for this, and you will admit (silently) that it was actually kind of fun to post every day. Fun like pity sex is fun, but kinda fun nonetheless.
Now, someone needs to get me a tall, frosty mug of champagne- stat.
That'd be great- thanks.
7) AAAAARRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
8) You will yell out the window again (this time to the crowd of neighbors gathered beneath the window) that there is no need to call the police. Nope, everything is fine here. No, I'm not being attacked by that wandering band of dwarves that has the whole neighborhood up in arms. Move along, folks. Nothing to see here.
9) You will acknowledge that you have no one to blame but yourself for this, and you will admit (silently) that it was actually kind of fun to post every day. Fun like pity sex is fun, but kinda fun nonetheless.
Now, someone needs to get me a tall, frosty mug of champagne- stat.
That'd be great- thanks.