Ah, blog. How you must loathe me. I'm the neglectful parent who promises to do better just often enough to keep your hopes up. And the worst part about it is, I genuinely mean it when I promise to do better, which makes it even more hard for you to swallow when I inevitably fail to follow through.
But I promise, blog, this time is different. This time, I'll be true. And update you every once in a while. At the very least, I'm going to use you as a warm-up before I write. Except for today, because I have other shit to do, and I'm not sure if I'll get a chance to write after this. Well. Fuck. There went that plan.
Here's a random thought: I don't much care for getting dressed up on Halloween. I fucking loved it when I was a kid. My moms made some epic costumes, and that shit was the best. No sarcasm in that previous sentence; my mom's Halloween costumes are among my fondest childhood memories.
But nowadays, I'm way too lazy for that shit. And unlike my mother, I suck at sewing. I can do basic tasks, after a fashion. (When the apocalypse comes, don't ask me to stitch you up unless there's literally no one else around, or else you'll end up with a hell of a scar.) But complex stuff is beyond me. I don't have the machinery and I don't have the training.
Nor am I really a sculptor. I'm hella creative, it's true, but those energies are poured and always have been poured primarily into writing, drawing and building little plastic models. Costume-making is just not really my thing.
Anyway, some stupid portion of my brain forgot that I like to dress up like a lazy alcoholic for Halloween and enjoy beer and movies rather than costumed hijinks. This is how it ended up being arrange that my roommate and I will be dressing as Captain Ahab and Moby Dick. Thanks to the assistance of my lady friend, my last-minute Moby costume is actually pretty impressive. I'll put up some pics when I have them.
I imagine I'll have more things to ruminate on in the future. I keep meaning to write a post about work, and my opinion on customers and humanity in general, but I'm not super fond of what customer service does to me, so I'm fighting that one off for now.
We'll see.
