I finally, yes finally, converted all my RSS feeds over to Google Reader instead of having them strewn about Thunderbird, My Yahoo!, Blogger and wherever the heck else they were hiding.
THANK YOU LENT CHALLENGE 2009! You've given me the time to improve life by dropping Facebook for 40 days! WOOT!
PS: I was also dared to give up wine, tequila, chips and crackers... so far, so good.
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Life Minus Facebook: Midday 1
WOOT!
So productive this morning: I've sent emails to several more recruiters in town, hit up a few more agencies with my info, perused the job web sites and spoke to a few writers about how to crack the industry. There are two things at work here... finding a marketing job and becoming a writer.
Facebook who?
I might even get to those KC Marketing Machine clips that have been begging for edits!
So productive this morning: I've sent emails to several more recruiters in town, hit up a few more agencies with my info, perused the job web sites and spoke to a few writers about how to crack the industry. There are two things at work here... finding a marketing job and becoming a writer.
Facebook who?
I might even get to those KC Marketing Machine clips that have been begging for edits!
Life Minus Facebook: Day 1
815 A.M.:
I woke up this morning, a bit overcast, but the sun is trying to peek through. It's almost an orangy morning as if the haze between us and that great bulb in the sky is being filtered through the remnants of a forest fire.
There's no haste in my actions, for I put back a bottle of wine and watched a few movies for Mardi Gras. Teeth? Brushed, though I nearly gagged on the toothbrush. Bladder? Empty, damn that toilet needs to be cleaned. Fireplace switch? On.
I brushed the beer cans away from the laptop so I could open it... click, whir, buzz... the MacBook connects to the network and I begin my routine of checking Facebook, Twitter and email.
OH SHIT! Where's the fucking Facebook tab in Firefox that I ALWAYS have open?
Oh shit, I gave up Facebook for Lent.
Instead of giving in after a few hours of sacrifice, I run my hands through my hair, yanking out a few, and decide to perform other offline morning duties.
I woke up this morning, a bit overcast, but the sun is trying to peek through. It's almost an orangy morning as if the haze between us and that great bulb in the sky is being filtered through the remnants of a forest fire.
There's no haste in my actions, for I put back a bottle of wine and watched a few movies for Mardi Gras. Teeth? Brushed, though I nearly gagged on the toothbrush. Bladder? Empty, damn that toilet needs to be cleaned. Fireplace switch? On.
I brushed the beer cans away from the laptop so I could open it... click, whir, buzz... the MacBook connects to the network and I begin my routine of checking Facebook, Twitter and email.
OH SHIT! Where's the fucking Facebook tab in Firefox that I ALWAYS have open?
Oh shit, I gave up Facebook for Lent.
Instead of giving in after a few hours of sacrifice, I run my hands through my hair, yanking out a few, and decide to perform other offline morning duties.
Lent: Not the Religion; The Challenge!
For "Lent: The Challenge 2009," I've decided to let my readers dare me to give up certain things. Thank you for your feedback (though the things that you've sent are kind of boring), but here is the list for things to be sacrificed during "LENT: The Challenge 2009:"
GO LENT! GO CHALLENGE!
- Facebook (uh oh).
- Wine (double uh oh).
- Tequila (drat).
- Anything to be found on the cracker aisle at the store (that's a lotta carbs).
- Anything to be found on the 'tato chips aisle at the store (minus the smartwater).
GO LENT! GO CHALLENGE!
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Pint don't rhyme, foo!
Well, when I reached my hand down into my pocket what I pulled out: lent. All my money spent so I cain't even pay the rent. The whole world's twisted in this f$^ked bent that the only way to get a job is when someone gives you a hint, but that cent don't make a dent in what we owe to the credit card gent. I guess I'll just pitch a tent at the mint so I can vent about money sent. Before it came, it up and went.Time for one more pint. A'ight?
Everywhere Else It's JUST Tuesday!
This is a public service reminder:
"Everywhere else it IS just Tuesday."
First Mardi Gras that I've missed in the past four years, but I have family there... REPRESENT! Say "HI" to Chris Owens, the Two Donnas, Gay Cowboy Chuck & Julian, Ladderman, Sugar Bear, LOUIE the Frozen Dog Walker, Big Man, Michaela with her horse-drawn carriage &, of course, the whole crew at Touche!
Finally, R.I.P Verita!
6/52: "Love in the Time of Cholera" by Gabriel Garcia-Marquez
Book #6 = "Love in the Time of Cholera" by Gabriel Garcia-Marquez, 1/5 StarsThank God this book ended before Fermina changed her mind again. I think, perhaps, the only way Garcia-Marquez could have saved a scathing review from me would have been to have Fermina's ear ache translate to some brain tumor that ended her life in an instant, falling over the edge of the river boat and Florentino, in an attempt to retrieve her limp body, drowned in the whirlpools of the river. I don't think I've ever read a more wishy-washy book about people that need to get over themselves and learn how to think in my life. FAIL.
GOAL: 52 books in 52 weeks!
Book #5 = "The Road" by Cormac McCarthy, 3/5 Stars
Book #4 = "Eleven Minutes" by Paulo Coelho, 2/5 Stars
Book #3 = "The Good Guy" by Dean Koontz, 3/5 Stars
Book #2 = "My Ishmael" by Dan Quinn, 2/5 Stars
Book #1 = "The Zahir" by Paulo Coelho, 3.5/5 Stars
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