I’ve no time to be longwinded or humorous (which means I probably will be, longwinded, I mean). I don’t really have time to be even posting this either. You see I am being crushed down by this massive weight of school-and-extracurricular-work that’s something like a three headed steamroller from the Galapagos or some similar long and lat itude. Not that I’m completely desolidized by it yet, but the anticipation (in the negative denotation of the sense of the meaning of the word) of its impendment is making me a bit jittery. If by jittery I mean, among other things, in a state where I don’t feel it particularly wise to devote time to the temporally honoured tradition of keeping this site regularly updated. So on quiet evenings by myself I end up dithering around wasting time, occasionally thinking perhaps I should put a new song of the day up or a new entry or whatnot, but then deciding that I can’t afford the time and should rather be involved with productive sorts of activity, which I commonly then unintentionally avoid (I have an assignment due tomorrow, for instance, that I’m clearly not presently tackling).
So now that I’ve written an entry about not writing entries, allow me to smack my head ‘gainst nearest wall repeatedly. Or at least until the world stops spinning. I jest though. I’m not one to do those sorts of rash things. Wallheadsmacking is right out. All I mean to say is that I won’t (ie shouldn’t) have the opportunity to spend much time with this site (especially because I spend all my time choosing and arranging songs to play on my radio show, if by all I mean far more than is probably even necessary or useful). Though I might end up ramping up the updates anyway, so maybe I shouldn’t go around making bold claims about it. As you can see, I am rambling. Rambling about ramping… STOP.
So I will stop jabbering about useless stuff and cover the more important and interesting things in painstaking brevity, like so: 1. Being part of an elite student force brainstorming to create a government webpage at the home of a Colombian doctor with meals and pay provided complimentarily = wickedcool, yo. 2. Cuff the duke = good show, man, pass me another cold one. 3. Jaye’s croutons = sensational, second-to-none, a must-see, with some lip-smacking goodness for good measure. 4. John O’Groats to Land’s End May 2005 = the dream is coming ever closer to reality 5. When I’m late for a class it’s either because my trusted, true shoes that lasted me since grade 10 now have a penchant for letting the water in, and now I am of course forced with great remorse to use my hiking boots that accompanied me on the Bruce, for they take a great effort and considerably more time for to tie up tightly ‘fore I set off down the line. Or mayhap it might be something different entirely.. some simpering student has had his or her way and announced an “International Walk Real Slow in Front of Damon” Day. In other situations different reasons could well fit, but it’s certainly never just because I’m a lazy sack of shit.
Well, that was fun. Maybe we can do it again sometime.