Of microsleep and multitasking...
Looking back on my journal, it's evident that I used to have enthusiasm; unfortunately, that enthusiasm has been curbed. Almost like that show -- Desperate Housewives.
To assuage your fears, I'd like to assure you that my love for humor has not waned. In fact, it has been waxed, and is now nice and shiny. This shiny object has been lost, however, on some of the friends currently in my employ. I hope to redistribute the love by posting some of my incredibly sleep-deprived ramblings on this blog, possibly giving some meaning to the eventual destruction of my internal organs.
Insert additional rash generalizations with a pinch of abandon. Stir until ready, serve while hot. Lather, rinse, and repeat.
I'll post when I'm less tired.
To assuage your fears, I'd like to assure you that my love for humor has not waned. In fact, it has been waxed, and is now nice and shiny. This shiny object has been lost, however, on some of the friends currently in my employ. I hope to redistribute the love by posting some of my incredibly sleep-deprived ramblings on this blog, possibly giving some meaning to the eventual destruction of my internal organs.
Insert additional rash generalizations with a pinch of abandon. Stir until ready, serve while hot. Lather, rinse, and repeat.
I'll post when I'm less tired.