I was fully intending to fuck off the blog until next year, but kept thinking of things I want to say. But I don’t want the post I leave standing in the sidebar to be a pro-AI one, because I’ll just be turning people away with it, so here I am with a post about random notions. A check-in with where I am, looking ahead.
I’m still buzzing with some amount of this energy from the end of November, this sense that I should be writing, should be making stuff happen. But that realization there’s no easy money to be made in the field, it casts a shadow over my ambition. Doesn’t fade them completely because I want to make this narrative art happen for other reasons, but it does reduce the sense of urgency.
Somewhat. I’m still coughing off this crappy disease that was brought into my household almost a month ago. I took the entirety of last week off from work, tapped my leave pretty hard. This puts me in mind of mortality. There’s a Depeche Mode song I often think of, in moments of awareness that no amount of time is guaranteed to us.
I want to get all my best thoughts out before I die. I did post a complete novel on here before, for what that’s worth. It wasn’t a final draft, unless I die tomorrow. I want to make more things happen. I want to tell my stories. But still. Sometimes you have to just assume you’re going to live for decades, if you don’t want to waste all your time treading water.
Chores call to me. There is some material reward at the end of that road. Clear out the storage unit and save close to three-hundred bucks a month. It won’t be easy.
But still. What if I die in a month? Wouldn’t it be better to spend every moment writing, or living / laughing / loving like there’s no tomorrow? Must resist. Gotta do that responsible people shit. I gotta.
Do regular people feel like this, or is it mostly just me?
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I woke up this morning realising that it’s only 364 days until Christmas.
“Do regular people feel like this, or is it mostly just me?”
How the fuck would I know how regular people feel?
chigau, so not long to go. Relatively speaking.
(I too am ageing)
chigau – another question of “do normal people feel like this.” idk, and johnny boy ehn’t normal either, so we gotta find one of those people for answers asap.
My regular pizza place was on holiday for a week.
I hate change.
They’re back tonight.
bad news. they close again in 364 days.
Bébé
Their break was only actually 5 days and regular pizza night is Thursday so I’d have to do some ciphering to figure out what that means for next year.
and Frankly My Dear I CBA.
crossing bridges when appropriate, etc
Have a good rest of the diurnal cycle.
charge baloney annually? cannabinoid boosting agriculture? colonize blazing asteroids?
Can’t
Be
Arsed
lol, by which i mean lounging overly luxuriously. zzz.
If by “this”, you mean the push-pull of wanting to be productive creatively despite pessimism for monetary rewards/acclaim vs. the general chores of life and the opportunity to gain materially (that is, save money by clearing our your storage unit)…then yeah, I think everyone feels the pull of musts and shoulds against “I really wanna do this for myself”.
@ Chigau; Christmas day is on a Friday next year. Unless the upcoming year is a leap year that messes things up (that was 2024), the numbered days cycle around the calendar. Is your pizza place is open on Christmas Eve and closed for the next 5 days, or do they close the whole week before Christmas?
Katydid
They were closed for the week before Christmas and they will be closed on the Feast of the Circumcision.
After that it’s normal until next Xmas.
Ah, so, sadly, they will be closed next year as well. 🙁 Is there a frozen pizza (or whatever it is you order from them) that you could buy ahead and prepare by yourself, on the day?
Feast of the Circumcision?!?
Feast of the Circumcision is on the 8th day after Jesus’s birth, when he, like all Jewish boys, was circumcised.
When I was a Catholic child, it was a Holy Day of Obligation and we went to church.
AKA New Year’s Day.
Well, ’tis the Season.
Foreskins truly are a Babblical thingy.
Even unto now: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Holy_Prepuce#Medieval_traffic_in_relics
More traditionally (before the Christian fanfic of the original): 1 Samuel 18:25–27
Thing to remember is that Jews lack foreskins.
I mean, if a bloke wants to convert, well… Loppity-lop is the thingy.
(Contract with God)
katy @11 – thx for the reply to the actual question of the post.
others – classic atheist discourse. never change, babes. 😉