I was going to mark the two year anniversary of the depressed ramblings that began my blogging career but I forgot it entirely, and it passed with no fanfare. It was may 2nd. On that fateful day two years ago I was sad and Dianna's ignored suggestion that writing would sooth the soul ceased to be ignored.
I'm proud to say that this is only my 163rd post in two years and two weeks. By "proud" I mean something less than "proud" and something more than "ashamed". Embarrassed maybe.
I'm also only about two weeks from the 1 year anniversary of moving my blog to its current location, though my early writings are also available. I have become more prolific since I began using blogger, and by "prolific" I mean I still hardly ever write, but that now, "hardly ever" means every other week, not once a month.
Because a real, though bad post wouldn't be complete here without some recent mundane reference from my life and a vapid complaint: I bought six DVDs today, all good ones, and all for the low, low price of $40 and I didn't get a residence offer from York in the mail yesterday and Nadia did, this is possibly the worst thing to ever happen to humanity, if I don't get one today I shall start a jihad. And by "jihad" I mean I'll complain about it here tomorrow. And by "tomorrow" I mean I'll watch one of the movies I bought after I wake up at 4:30 in the afternoon too lazy to get out of bed to eat or urinate, and then when my bladder and stomach hurt too much too stand it any longer, I'll go pee and eat the rest of the doritos and maybe make another ice cream sandwich Sunday, then I'll either watch another movie, or read the Globe and Mail online, then I'll consider writing in the blog about how the letter didn't come, but I'll decide to do it later, choosing instead to play Sim City 4 until I decide to not go see The DaVinci Code with my friends because I haven't read the book as a matter of principle and watching the movie seems like should probably also be avoided, so I'll watch Teletoon all night, which is actually my favourite Friday night activity because I get to see the Brak show like 4 times, and I don't care that it is the same episode 4 times because it is really good, then I'll get kind of hungry and I'll make a peanut butter and jam sandwich that I will eat in bed, then when the good TV is gone I'll watch either the Magic Bullet infomercial or whatever documentary or the repeat of the National that happens to be on CBC Newsworld until the broadcasting day begins anew and I can watch that morning's news which also repeats itself every half hour- the only changes during the day being of course, the city it is broadcast from and the person reading it, then when I've had my fill of the news and I can barely keep my eyes open I'll fall asleep; another day with no accomplishment other than moving myself two days closer to death.
Keep on Tranglin,
Anthony
5 comments:
The Magic bullet by far, is the best infomorical out there! I would dare to say that it's even high quality entertainment.
PS I'm coming home this weekend, we should chill
That's stupid. You should be more active.
i imagined you saying that last paragraph without stopping for a breath, so for some reason i held my breath as i read it.
and don't worry, you'll hear about res soon, don't be sad because they love me more than everyone else.
sidenote: do you still want to split on the kitchen key if you dont get one?
Dianna, I think I've seen it like 40 times. It's just so good.
Becca, So right. Glad I was exagerating... yeah exagerating...
Nick, you're stupid.
Nadia, good imagining, though I did breathe when I wrote it because I type slowly and I'm no David Blaine.
Sidenote: Yes I would like to share the Kitchen key, because since I still don't know if I'm getting a room, I may need a place to live.
You don't have to take this kind of degradation!
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