Lazy
Hello long lost readers!
It has been a while since I blogged of anything significant about myself. I blame being lazy. I remember a time when email was my friend and I would write and write and write about anything. Then came instant messaging and I emailed less but chatted more. I use to blog about nothing in particular - now I update my Facebook status and call it a day. Lazy. And it's not like I can't do it from work now - they just keep hassling me to make my next scrabble move. Which I'm trying to quit, btw. Everyone is using anagram generators. We've become mindless zombies plugging in letters from one window to another and back again. Meh.
I'm back playing World of Warcraft again. My uber Alliance Druid doesn't seem much action except for guild runs, so I've been leveling up a Horde Warlock. I hate leveling. But it's a necessary evil to get to a point where you become uber. Then you don't play as much except for guild runs. There's some circular logic there, but I'm lazy to accept it.
I'll be going to Hong Kong in March. It'll be my first off-continent adventure since coming here way back in '76. We're suppose to climb a mountain in China to have a picnic for my father, I think. And I'm suppose to bring back a wife. But I'm sure my mom is joking everytime she says that.
I've stopped the dating thing again. First time I wasn't ready. Now I'm just not interested. Maybe I'm gay? Or lazy. I've become accustomed to having things my way. I'm not sure I want to compromised. I'm old. Let me have my way. And the perfect girl doesn't exist. There is no Hollywood ending.
My life with a dog is going well. As a first time dog owner, I had to learn through trial and error about keeping a dog. He peed on the AV receiver. He pooped inside the house. He peed there, there and there. After beating the dog*, I locked him in the kennel and purchased a carpet cleaner. And pet deodorizer. Now he's kennelled when we're gone. And let out first thing in the morning and when we get back. Except for when I was sick and the cold spell, I'm still walking him consistently after work everyday. I need to find a groomer though - I'm too lazy to deal with a wet dog that doesn't want a bath.
What more is there to say? I'm running out of ideas. Ask me questions!
* Actual dog beating did not happen.
It has been a while since I blogged of anything significant about myself. I blame being lazy. I remember a time when email was my friend and I would write and write and write about anything. Then came instant messaging and I emailed less but chatted more. I use to blog about nothing in particular - now I update my Facebook status and call it a day. Lazy. And it's not like I can't do it from work now - they just keep hassling me to make my next scrabble move. Which I'm trying to quit, btw. Everyone is using anagram generators. We've become mindless zombies plugging in letters from one window to another and back again. Meh.
I'm back playing World of Warcraft again. My uber Alliance Druid doesn't seem much action except for guild runs, so I've been leveling up a Horde Warlock. I hate leveling. But it's a necessary evil to get to a point where you become uber. Then you don't play as much except for guild runs. There's some circular logic there, but I'm lazy to accept it.
I'll be going to Hong Kong in March. It'll be my first off-continent adventure since coming here way back in '76. We're suppose to climb a mountain in China to have a picnic for my father, I think. And I'm suppose to bring back a wife. But I'm sure my mom is joking everytime she says that.
I've stopped the dating thing again. First time I wasn't ready. Now I'm just not interested. Maybe I'm gay? Or lazy. I've become accustomed to having things my way. I'm not sure I want to compromised. I'm old. Let me have my way. And the perfect girl doesn't exist. There is no Hollywood ending.
My life with a dog is going well. As a first time dog owner, I had to learn through trial and error about keeping a dog. He peed on the AV receiver. He pooped inside the house. He peed there, there and there. After beating the dog*, I locked him in the kennel and purchased a carpet cleaner. And pet deodorizer. Now he's kennelled when we're gone. And let out first thing in the morning and when we get back. Except for when I was sick and the cold spell, I'm still walking him consistently after work everyday. I need to find a groomer though - I'm too lazy to deal with a wet dog that doesn't want a bath.
What more is there to say? I'm running out of ideas. Ask me questions!
* Actual dog beating did not happen.