What happened?
Well, I guess that settles it! I posted asking for feedback, and waited an entire day for a response, and what do I get?? Nothing... nada... zip. As I sit here in the final hours of duty hoping I would have something by which to guide me in my pursuit to entertain my fans, I came to the striking realization that I HAVE NONE! Can you possible imagine how shattered I must be? My heart fractured and fragmented by the realization that no one at all reads my blog. Well, at the very least not regularly.
This serves to prove I am not nearly as clever as I thought myself to be I suppose. Or perhaps that I am not nearly so entertaining as I thought. Or perhaps people don't honestly give a shit about what I have to say here? Could it be a combination of all the aforementioned? How completely horrified I am to learn that the immense fan base I had envisioned in my head is precisely that... In my head! Does anyone have a spare xanax?
When coming to terms with ones self importance; Or lack thereof as it were, I find it helpful to self medicate. There are many fine and inexpensive forms of alcohol to choose from here in Korea. In particular the ever popular Soju has the unique effect of completely erasing all your short term memories from 12 to 24 hours prior to consumption. I think Ill start there.
Honestly folks, I'm just kidding, don't try to call anyone to track me down. I am writing these things at this point more to entertain myself and stay awake then to please my non existent public. I'm in the last hour and 15 minutes of my duty shift and I am beside myself with sleep deprivation! I honestly don't care if anyone reads the stuff here or not!! Ok, ok I do a little, but the Blog is more for me, a sort of therapy, then for others.
Well, have I blathered on sufficiently enough?? Perhaps me, myself, and I will have a discussion, and between the three of us come up with a suitably inflammatory topic to present here? On a closing note, a word of advice. If you receive an invitation to join the Vice Presidential Hunting Party.... DON'T DO IT.
This serves to prove I am not nearly as clever as I thought myself to be I suppose. Or perhaps that I am not nearly so entertaining as I thought. Or perhaps people don't honestly give a shit about what I have to say here? Could it be a combination of all the aforementioned? How completely horrified I am to learn that the immense fan base I had envisioned in my head is precisely that... In my head! Does anyone have a spare xanax?
When coming to terms with ones self importance; Or lack thereof as it were, I find it helpful to self medicate. There are many fine and inexpensive forms of alcohol to choose from here in Korea. In particular the ever popular Soju has the unique effect of completely erasing all your short term memories from 12 to 24 hours prior to consumption. I think Ill start there.
Honestly folks, I'm just kidding, don't try to call anyone to track me down. I am writing these things at this point more to entertain myself and stay awake then to please my non existent public. I'm in the last hour and 15 minutes of my duty shift and I am beside myself with sleep deprivation! I honestly don't care if anyone reads the stuff here or not!! Ok, ok I do a little, but the Blog is more for me, a sort of therapy, then for others.
Well, have I blathered on sufficiently enough?? Perhaps me, myself, and I will have a discussion, and between the three of us come up with a suitably inflammatory topic to present here? On a closing note, a word of advice. If you receive an invitation to join the Vice Presidential Hunting Party.... DON'T DO IT.
posted by Josh at 3:25 PM
2 Comments:
in spite of the aforementioned lament- or because of it, I dont know- I would like to let you know that I posted a new blog... and, unlike you, I have absolutely no responses, comments, pats on the back, or any of the other so called call and response things that makes music so fun to listen to... Oh, and if you think you got problems, just think of those guys in the picture on my new post... I do all the time. Compared to theirs, my problems aren't worth mentioning.
P.s.
Soju is a wonderful mcguffin.
Bacardi is probably more
aggressively sophisticated...
but the good ole doobage really is
the missing link
if you'd like to at least light
the spark to a new creative
way of visualizing that thread
of narrative that would link it all
up into one melodicly rhythmic story.
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