In my Calendar Sales / Cow Dance promotion, I ended up raising $130. Not surprisingly, the large majority of that did not come from calendar sales, but rather cash donations. I’m OK with that.
Since the first two goals were met, that means in the very near future (not today, it’s Monday around these parts) you’ll get some sort of short story or poem both typed and recited. As you can probably tell, I haven’t written the aforementioned piece yet. Thankfully, absurdity is one of my strong points so I’m hoping it’s a fun piece to write and read/hear.
This year, I plan to write more regularly. Here, elsewhere, on bathroom stalls, whatever it takes. Today, I am carving out about 25 square feet that will be my “office” for a while. Here’s what it looks like currently:
I know, it’s not much — but I have a specific spot that is my work zone. Even though it’s only a small corner, the fact that it’s separated with 3 walls makes it feel like its own little nook. I like that.
I’ll follow up later with finished photos. It’s actually pretty lame right now.
I’m not really “better” as in “healed” — but rather better as in better than I was yesterday. So, here I am at work. There’s no way I’m going to be ready for school to start. I can either deal with that, or stress myself to oblivion over something I can’t possibly change. I think I’ll try to choose the former, while likely slipping into the latter. Anyway, don’t I look better than your mental image of me over the past few days?
I think I’m going to try writing a book. Not a fiction book, although that is a dream someday. A technical book. Yes, a Linux book. It should be quite geeky, but hopefully fun to read. I’ll keep everyone posted. I’m sure you can hardly wait.
I’m here at the Penguicon, and it turns out, *I* am one of the horribly awkward individuals that becomes a wallflower in a crowded room. Based on my online presence, that might come as a surprise to some. You can hear me lament a bit here:
I really don’t have a good reason to hate Digg, but it’s just frustrating that it’s guided by the general public. Because honestly, I think the general public is dumb. Not individuals (I think you personally are shiny), but rather as a whole.
I can write some well thought out, interesting stuff — and get minimal diggs. I can write “off the cuff” nonsense, and get quite a few. Of course, never enough to get the highly sought after popular fanfare — but still, noticeably more.
For some reason, I’ve gotten my brain wrapped around an axle this week, and done my best to get “dugg” to the point of popularity. It never happened, and it was frustrating to boot. So, I figured I’d just go back to writing stuff for the sake of expressing my thoughts. I think I like it better that way.