It’s a fake number you can give out to creeps; and when they text it, they’ll be interacting with a crazy chatbot instead of bothering you.
There’s something to be said about sitting in a coffee shop with nothing in particular going on. It wasn’t one of those days but the coffee shop and sitting parts were true.
What do you think of when I say the words you’ll never really be happy without problems?
I’m probably crazy, right?
This year is finally come to a close. After pretty much not blogging ever this year, I considered not even doing a top list. Unlike 2015, I didn’t even write anything for at least half of this year, probably more. 2015 wasn’t much better after April, to be honest.
Either way, I thought I’d go through the list of what I did write this year and come up with a Top 5 list1.
- Statistics from Jetpack ↩
I was looking back and some old posts earlier this morning, and came across one talking about the iPhone or some such.
There was a specific line (and corresponding photo) that I included which amused me more than it should have. At the time, I don’t know if I found it all that funny, but now… I really did lol.
Getting ready for the New Year looks like a couple different things in my world:
- What am I doing now that I should stop doing?
- What am I not doing now that I should start doing?
I think I have an idea for #2.
I’ve never been a fan of New Year’s Resolutions. There’s something about creating a todo list that for some reason can’t start until January 1st nor was it even thought of until someone asked do you have any resolutions for the new year?
What better time to take a look back at what’s happened the last year than with a glass of scotch on Christmas night? All the festivities are over and tomorrow the lights come down to be stored away until next year.
I haven’t written anything substantial in quite a long time. My last journalistic blog post was longer ago than I’m willing to admit and my last post of any kind of substance was in July. I’m not sure lists count for much in the substance category, either.
I wish there was a good reason for it. I could run off a few excuses, but in reality I don’t have much that’s both good and not something I could have worked around.
With my scotch, I sit. When I blogged daily, I killed it. I’m pretty sure I used it as an outlet and a sweet mental release. I don’t really know what I mean by that or where I’m going with that. I tried keeping the train running on schedule when I moved to California, but that wasn’t a huge success.
Let’s give this a try: looking back on all that’s happened over the last calendar year, in hopes of finding solace in all I’ve seen, done, felt, and fought through. Those are some pretty choice words I just used… it’s almost like some stuff actually happened. Stuff… worth writing about.