A (BORING) DAY IN THE LIFE 0 Bored? Can't Sleep...welcome to a day in the life of your crazy Webmaster. |
I've been reading too much Henry Rollins lately, I feel like letting some of my own biographical nonsense fly. But if you ever wondered what a day is like to be me, here it is. Don't care, well...(points to upper left corner of web browser), there's your button.
So I get up in the wee hours of the morning to get ready for work. The standard process is to dizzily stumble into the livingroom, put my headphones and glasses on the side table - which right now is more or less my Atari Heavy Sixer console - and then fire up the shower to heat levels that would drain my trucks' oil pan in under five minutes. Spend about 15-30 in there, get out, and then is doom-scroll and wakeup time while I get dressed. BLACK coffee for breakfast, maybe a bar, or some other sugary thing. Doom scrolling for me as of late has been going to my secret account where I watch all the political videos on YouTube. To be aware of what horseshit is going on so I can paraphrase it in a more friendly manner to the wife later in the day, since that stuff stresses her the fuck out, and I don't blame her because of all the crazy crap going on. I hate this new slant on this old activity though, because it puts me in a high-wire live-wire mood all morning, it's like adding a columbian coke field to my coffee. Back in the day, I'd doom scroll through stupid YouTube shorts, usually stopping on FredoOnTV. I suggest checking him out. On Mondays I'd usually start the latest Bithead1000 video. Now I'm listening to MeidasTouch and Legal AF, and ShoeONHead...and wanting to beat myself over the head with a fucking shoe! Seriously, what's wrong with people today. I'm really sick of these damn ads on YouTube as well, they keep interrupting the SAGA albums I keep listening to at work while I get crazy amounts of shit done (as ususal). Otherwise, I won't talk about work here. I go to work, I come home, I try hard to be enthusiastic about our accomplishments when all I can think about is the need to use the bathroom and change into something that doesn't make me look like a lost character from a boomer sitcom before I can settle in. Tonight, I wanted to play Atari, instead I worked on the website, because I felt like getting rid of the fat, and replacing it with more of the text variety - this. I had this place up to 500MB of space used, and a lot of that is just oversized pictures and stupid projects I'll never finish if I keep talking about them rather than doing them. This week, I've been having problems with my neck, congestion, and occasional dizziness still after being sick for a week prior to the Thanksgiving three day work week with some kind of virus (not the rona' thankfully). I'm hoping sitting at the computer tonight instead of plopped odwn on the couch at a funky angle playing Atari might help. I've been on a real friggin Atari Kick latley, I'm getting worried I'm falling prey to potential fanboyism a bit, because I like what Atari is currently doing, Nintendo could take a page from their book with things like the 2600+ and 7800+ - rahter than suing their fans for hosting games nobody can buy anymore. Anyway, with the last paragraph, everyone's been getting on to me about needing to take it easy, rest, and get more sleep each night. They're probably right, but I can't help the hustle-monster deep down inside me that my conditioning as a child created. Speaking of sleep, I need to go lay back down with the wife. She's probably wondering what crazy manifesto I'm writing this time. |