Yesterday, I was almost busted for dicking around on my blog all day. Today was a rubbish day at work, so I spent the better part of the afternoon surfing my friends’ Facebook sites to see how grand their lives are turning out. (And, well, my friends’ lives, according to Facebook, do seem much more exciting than mine. Except for R, whose FB page has gone noticeably silent…R, are you out there?) I have, essentially, done little but tootle around on the internet for the last two days.
This got me to thinking…is my life so boring and shite that I need an internet distraction fix every ten minutes? Yes, yes it is.
Which then lead me to rethink the last week of my new life—which is pretty easy to do when it’s all written out for me to review in blog form on the internet. I went through and read all my blogs. Wow, what utter boring tripe! I’ve only been blogging for about a month, and I’ve run out of things to say.
Yesterday’s discussion of blogging spam was such an utter snooze fest I could hardly keep my eyes open. And last week’s explanation of my work duties and the ‘imprint’ definition would only keep an accountant interested.
Keeping all this in mind, I have a new theory. I am only going to post when I have something interesting or relevant to say…or when I need a good bitch-fest rant. Or when I’m really, really, really bored.
So, if you click on notesfromtheintern, and there’s not a new post for the day it is because of one of the following reasons:
1. That day has played out to be the same as every other day and not worth mentioning.
2. I am so busy with fun filled frivolity that I just don’t have time to post. (Not likely.)
3. I have been killed by my flatmates.
4. I have killed my flatmates and I’m currently on the run.
There you have it. I might not post for a day or so. Get used to it.