I didn't know it had been that long. Sunday is my free day, and that's when I'm likely to post. I have a couple of weeks off, starting next week. I'll probably start posting more then. I'll have to admit to being a little bored with myself. A little more sleep would probably help that. That's what the upcoming vacation is for.
Ouch! It's because I post WAY TOO MUCH. It's an addiction. I have an addictive personality. I'm hoping I will soon settle into a more economic routine, but who the fuck knows ? Every time I step far away enough from the keyboard to take care of more pressing issues, it draws me back in there. Anyway, nice to hear you're getting some time off clocking in on the rat race. Enjoy it.
I don't know that you post too much. Sometimes I think that the internet is a poor substitute for a real life, then again I don't have a real life. Five days a week, my life is completely dominated by my work. It's not hard, just time consuming. The internet is a way to stay in touch with like minded individuals, when I get the chance. Actually, a lot of my work mates are amazed that I have as much of a life as I do.
If it wasn't for the internet I'd have driven myself insane a lone time ago. Actually, Emmett from Art Decade threw me a lifeline by offering me a guest spot on his site some time ago. If not for that, I would probably never have gotten my show on the road. I appreciate that push. I quit my job a few years back to take care of my son. This posting thing helps me keep my sanity intact.
No, there's nothing wrong with him. No disability whatsover. He's a very bright and able kid and I'm enormously proud of him.
I didn't mean to mislead you there. He came to live with me full-time when he was just five years old, and the hours I was working didn't coincide with a normal school routine. I decided to give up my dead end job to concentrate on his well-being at the time as a single parent.
My girlfriend has two kids roughly the same age. They've all known each other since they were very small. My "step children". A horrible piece of terminology. We're not married, but we're working on it. Finding enough space for us to cohabit under the same roof is a serious issue.
7 comments:
Nice. Glad to see you back posting, man. I was kind of worried that you'd gotten sick of the whole thing and thrown in the towel.
I didn't know it had been that long. Sunday is my free day, and that's when I'm likely to post. I have a couple of weeks off, starting next week. I'll probably start posting more then. I'll have to admit to being a little bored with myself. A little more sleep would probably help that. That's what the upcoming vacation is for.
Ouch! It's because I post WAY TOO MUCH. It's an addiction. I have an addictive personality. I'm hoping I will soon settle into a more economic routine, but who the fuck knows ? Every time I step far away enough from the keyboard to take care of more pressing issues, it draws me back in there. Anyway, nice to hear you're getting some time off clocking in on the rat race. Enjoy it.
I don't know that you post too much. Sometimes I think that the internet is a poor substitute for a real life, then again I don't have a real life. Five days a week, my life is completely dominated by my work. It's not hard, just time consuming. The internet is a way to stay in touch with like minded individuals, when I get the chance. Actually, a lot of my work mates are amazed that I have as much of a life as I do.
If it wasn't for the internet I'd have driven myself insane a lone time ago. Actually, Emmett from Art Decade threw me a lifeline by offering me a guest spot on his site some time ago. If not for that, I would probably never have gotten my show on the road. I appreciate that push. I quit my job a few years back to take care of my son. This posting thing helps me keep my sanity intact.
Can I ask what's up with your son? How many kids do you have? It seems like you've mentioned more than one.
No, there's nothing wrong with him. No disability whatsover. He's a very bright and able kid and I'm enormously proud of him.
I didn't mean to mislead you there. He came to live with me full-time when he was just five years old, and the hours I was working didn't coincide with a normal school routine. I decided to give up my dead end job to concentrate on his well-being at the time as a single parent.
My girlfriend has two kids roughly the same age. They've all known each other since they were very small. My "step children". A horrible piece of terminology. We're not married, but we're working on it. Finding enough space for us to cohabit under the same roof is a serious issue.
Post a Comment