09.18.08
Our first dance as a real married couple…or something akin to it
Replicants are like any other machine; they're either a benefit or a hazard.
Gad Zukes…I didn’t realize such important things like Wordscrapper, Flickr, blogs, CNN, MSNBC, YouTube, XTube, and three postings to the Catskills Craigslist would be so, um, diverting. I have my own blog? What the Buck? Srsly?
Don’t even mention the Hobbies as they seem to be growing proportionally out of control. I’m in the Big Ideas phase where I see and think of great projects and start buying supplies…of which I end up using none. I know I might be liked and supported, but did I need that $9 butterfly-shaped M.Stewart crafting paper punch? Srsly?
Comics fucking laying around everywhere and no clear love for any of them right now but I’m reading more titles than ever before.
More and more books ordered for the Amazon Kindle but I’m still struggling through one or two pages at night of Edgar Sawtelle and now I’m starting to think things like, “I’m bored” which can never, ever be good when I’m only halfway through the thing.
A new Wii that I was finally able to get my hands on after a year and a half of walking into every electronics store only to be scoffed at by tired, bitter sales people, leaving empty handed and broke-down. And then I fucking get motion sick the first two minutes playing Monkey Ball. Srsly?
It’s the classic conuundrum: too many things I want to do and too much time on my hands and I end up in a srsly fucked up time-wasting mode.
On the plus side, I have Twitter to bitch, moan, and do constant, unimportant updates. So there is that, srsly.