Of all the people I've encountered since getting out of teh bed this morning, only two or three managed NOT to irritate the heck out of me. I'm having a fairly bad day. And work isn't much better, I don't have much of anything to do that can distract me from the People Who Should All Die Painful Deaths. So I'm browsing around on the web in an attempt at naive hope (while knowing better) that I might stumble upon something interesting. A well-written webcomic review site. Or a good comic that not only manages to interest me but actually still updates as well. Or.. well.. anything, really, that'll grab my mind. And you know what ? Most of the stuff I've found so far are blogs, and nearly all of them are from people who don't update and then return with the exact same phrase: "I'm still alive!"
GOOD GOD ! It's the blog equivalent of extremely lame office sayings that some people - very well represented in the People Who Should All Die Painful Deaths group today - mistake for humour or wit.
So here it is: I *have* died. Sorry, I know. I kicked the bucket. I expired. I had to die at some point the way I was going, and hey, I figured, why not for once actually do something predictable then ? That's why I haven't updated as of late. Being an ectoplasmic being now meant I had to get a bit of practice in before I could manipulate my very NON ectoplasmic PC to switch on and before I could type on the keyboard again. But I think I'm managing ok now and typppppppppppppppping worrrrrrrrrrrks.
It's not too bad here in the afterlife. It may not be what some of you expect from it, but it's a place to hang one's hat, and after all, what more do you want ? The fun bits include:
- peace and quiet and lots of away-time from the People Who Should All Die Painful Deaths because you can slip into any kind of area you want;
- with that same talent, plenty of voyeur opportunities;
- finally lots of time to catch up with my reading;
- no one bugging you to actually do some work, wether paid or unpaid, no weekly deadlines to make;
- you can sleep in allllll you want.. no, seriously, there's no need for alarm clocks and you're kind of expected to mostly make nocturnal appearances anyway;
- no dress code;
The less fun bits include:
- well.. sex is kind of out of the question, and I won't even begin to explain how complicated masturbation is right now;
- I haven't had a smoke since all this started;
- and then there's that pesky big light that keeps shining down on me. Still trying to find the light switch for that.
Anyway, all in all it's not a bad experience. But I hope you all understand I can't guarantee to update this blog anytime soon. I have no idea who's currently paying the electricity bill here but I figure if I abuse the PC too often they're going to notice.