hi. bye.
hello again. i've been a very bad blogger recently, and here's why:
-i moved out.
-i'm working on the olympics broadcast (not in italy, mind you) and it's taken over EVERY WAKING HOUR. guess what time it was when my alarm went off this morning. just guess. did you say 5:40? now guess what time it's going to go off tomorrow morning...
despite that little shitfit, i'm not bitter. just tired.
bassi and eel have been good at picking up my slack on the blog front and they will be abundantly rewarded in this lifetime or the next (read: mr. bassi will have sex with them).
more soon. bye.

2 Comments:
Working huh? I've been a witness to this so-called work and I don't see any evidence of it.
Let's examine that word WORK for a moment.
Work is the "transfer of energy by a force acting to displace a body".
The only body I've seen displaced this week is a .5 ounce plastic button that says "PLAY/STOP"
Work can also be "a trade, profession, or other means of livelihood"
Does playing "Lemmings" for 4 hours constitute a "livelihood"?
Sorry. I shouldn't be so harsh. I've been just as idle. In fact, I might be berrating myself (instant psychoanalysis!). I wasn't made for this kind of employment. I'm stocky and Italian by descent. I should be building a house or pouring concrete. I should be under the hood of a car getting dirty and bruised. Now THAT'S WORK! I was built for labor (or labour for you Brittish bloggers out there). I was meant to farm and hunt. Instead I hunt and peck.
This, by the way, is my typical reaction to a co-worker's "hard day's work" in the TV biz. I remind the complainant that they could be digging ditches for a living. It's my own guilt talking for sure.
Still, I'm going to be counting up the JOULE'S this week to see if your expendeture of energy justifies any future "shitfit"...
2/10/2006 11:38 PM
Fun -- I've read a bit on this blog. Seems like it's rather opinionated... None-the-less, it's been a fun read.
Ohwell.. Enjoy with the Olympics Broadcast. :)
2/10/2006 11:51 PM
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