Hmm. What to do. We decided we’d post everyday, and yet here I am, positively storming into the lead. But how do we judge the 23rd? It sits over there on the right, sulking and dark, while its neighbours shine in happy blueness.
Well, I said we should post once every sleep cycle, and that’s the guns I’m stickin’ with. So. Who’s organizing the beer fest? I vote not me!
But a post shouldn’t just be a figurative sticking my tongue out and gloating in victory. I should at least attempt something approaching substance…
My day.
Well, It was another hard day at the Mill, and where I used to say that very tongue in cheek, these days it means just that. We’re tackling the future of the whole outfit right now, shaking off a year of complacency and going boldly forward where no one in their right mind has gone before.
I exaggerate.
But we are breaking new ground, and it’s nervous stuff. We just don’t know if we’ll get away with what we’re trying to pull off here. Sure, we’re cocky and we figure we’re about as net savvy as the next guy, but we’ll need a few things to fall neatly into place for this baby.
I love this sort of gamble. I wish it wasn’t quite so much betting the farm, but at least all the eggs aren’t in just the one basket.
*leaps off of train-wrecking farm metaphor*
Anyway, it was another brain strain at work, but I left on time at six, and I felt a strange peace come over me. We’re trying to keep to more regular hours these days, rather than sprint and burn out. So I came home, messed around frivolously on the web for a while, then popped in a vid and watched Charlize do her thing. (Sweet November with Keanu. meh)
The point is- I appreciated the time I had made for myself to relax. I think as far as inspired, driven, ambitious people go I’m remarkably well-adjusted, but even I found myself really relishing that down time. Of course, I really wish I could have shared it with someone… but all good things come to blah blah blah.
*grin*
In other news, I’m really glad to see more people posting comments. I’ve said before I’d like nothing more than to have long rambling threads going on in my “converse here” thingy. That’s why I called it the “converse here” thingy.
/me waves to everybody who posts comments.
And I know there are tourists out there, who just pop in and read what’s new every once in a while. Again, I’d love to actually hear from y’all. And yes, that means you. ;)
Need something to talk about? Hmm. How about “Bush To Release New Intelligence?” That was a headline I saw somewhere. Am I the only one who attaches cosmic significance to that question mark? Heh heh. Tongue-lolling, slack-jawed moron flunky.
AND I used “tongue” 4… FIVE times in this post. I wonder what that means…
/me waves back.
You also said “Charlize Theron” in this post with your 5 tongues.
As for the day, today– glad you felt it too (meaning I am not crazy). My brain is mush, I’m a little freaked out, and I am seriously considering a long weekend or something. :)
COMMENT:
/me waves too and frowns in a “I’m jealous of your server” kinda way
Anyone want to host my lame blog? I can’t use server scripts on Shaw. So no one can indulge in frivolous comments like this one, and post frivolous butt photo’s like this one.
I didn’t think I would find the time, but somehow I have posted nearly everyday too.