Sick
I’ve been sick today, and I’m not liking it. I just wanted to complain, and to whine to any readers out there. So I’m not going to post anything today. Blech.
Funerals (and a Buttersby Commentary)
Funerals, on the other hand, aren’t as bad as viewings. I can see the point, at least, and there’s a sense of finality that is good for people, in my opinion. I think it might be better for me if I were the type of person who cried. I’m not a crier. I haven’t cried
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Viewings
I’m against them. My wife was trying to tell my son where we were going this evening. The thing was, she was speaking in Slovak to him (as she always does). There’s no word in Slovak for “viewing” in that context–because they don’t do them. Clearly they’re doing something right over there. I find it
Grumpy Old Vampires
I just posted episode six of Grumpy Old Vampires, the new hit web series that no one knows about. Can you resist clicking on the link? Well, I know you can resist–but why would you want to? In other news, I’m now over 46,000 words on Ichabod, and it’s still going well. There have been
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I Hate My Job
I’m not kidding. I’m sick of it. I want to quit it today. They’re like a bunch of vampires, wanting to suck as much out of me as possible without giving anything back. Leeches, the lot of them. The only reason I haven’t quit is that I think it’ll look better on my resume if