i'm just a man whose intentions are good
well it's been a while since i've been on the computer, and i hopped on excited to see what had changed in the days i had been gone. the web's a wild, wonderful land of color, after all.
inbox: 2 new messages, one from mom saying "how are you? we found a sock, is it yours?", one from fontane, a local band, announcing the show that they had last night and the other shows they'll be having in other states.
i couldn't see fontane play last night because i was working. i wasn't scheduled to work, but then reggie, the other fry guy, asked me to fill in for his short shift because he had "things to do." right. then, let's see: one person quit with no notice, one person called in, and one person just didn't show up. guess who got "upgraded" to a full length closing shift? good ol' me.
it's okay, i guess; i could use the money.
after checking my email, i went to check the status of rodin, a software project i've contributed to a little bit. one of the contributions is available as an add-on, and the other one hasn't been included yet. there are a lot of other things i want to do for it, but it takes time and effort, things i'm always lacking, especially since i have other things to do online, such as:
"the tubbs and chuck show", which is going to be a web log of me and my friend tubbs (hence the name) cracking jokes and perverted comments at each other; it mostly needs boring construction type work to be done on it, which is why it's not done yet
a site for my friend holly to do music reviews (and maybe movie reviews); she goes to so many shows and owns so much music that she can elucidate on anything you care to mention at the drop of a hat. i really should just throw something together, anything just to get her out there where people can be exposed to her all-knowing musical powers.
work on my own site, "the end of the world", which needs much work done on its soft underbelly in order to become stronger, fitter, healthier, better-adjusted; of course, it still wouldn't ever get updated. anybody want a blog to write on?
and now that i'm done writing all that, i have to wonder the point of any of it. it's a horse i beat here regularly, because it's really something i wonder about. nobody reads "the end of the world", because i don't ever write on it. what makes me think anything else will be different? i suppose i should fix up holly's site first, because that's really the most important one (nothing personal, tubbs!).
but i know i'll still work on those other ones, too. i can't really help it. i've finally found a medium where the ideas are coming to me and i'm able to pursue them. i have to pursue them, because i can, and because i don't know what else to do. who knows where it will take me?
insert your favorite journey metaphor here.