I know that nobody actually gives a shit or a flying fuck, but I haven’t posted anything in this here crazy and boring blog of mine in almost 2 months. Why? Because I know that nobody really gives a flying fuck what I post anyway. But even after all is said and done, I’m happy to say that today is my 4th alcohol free day and that I’m working on getting some shits in my life together. Other than that, I’m still alive.
A couple of days ago, I started watching a documentary about so called influencers and people’s obsession with follows, likes, comments and fame on social media. The whole thing is, that I didn’t get to finish watching it, because I’m allergic to stupid people and my body started breaking out in rashes. It just annoys the living shit out of me, how so many talentless people want to be famous, just to be famous.
Next month is going to be one year since I started working remotely. At first, I enjoyed it a lot, because the weather was warm and I could go out for my smoke breaks, see friends and clear my mind. But once the dreaded autumn and winter started, everything went downhill for me, because even when I’m not working, I have to stay home doing shit. After a while, everything becomes fucking boring, TV, music, news, streaming services and social media alike. It’s just fucking crazy.
Yesterday my wife kept me busy like crazy, she beat me like if I owed her money. We went shopping at 2 BJ’s in different states, 1 Costco and a Walmart. By the time we got home and put everything away, I was so tired, that I had a couple of beers and went straight to bed. It was one crazy day to say the least, but to be honest, no matter how long and how hard the day was, I always enjoy our alone time.
I enjoy writing short post because just like in real life, I like to get to the point and move on. Not that there’s anything wrong with a 1.5-billion-word post. Plus, according to a study authorized by Microsoft, the average attention span of humans is only eight seconds, so there you have it, yet another reason why I try to keep it under 100.
I remember how back in the days, even though I hated getting up early to go to school, I looked forward to the Saturday morning cartoon lineup. It was the only day of the week, when my mother didn’t have to drag me out of bed. It was so fun to sit in front of the TV with a big bowl of cereal. It’s just incredible how times have changed.
Because of the pandemic, working from home since mid March of 2020 hasn’t been easy for me, because there have been many adjustments that I had to do. The fucked up part is having to spend so much time inside, specially with all the fucked up negative news that goes around. I mean, how many fucking ways can they report that we are going through a pandemic? How many fucking shootings, rapes, murders, wars, natural disasters and so on can they fucking show us?
What the media wants us to believe is, that the world is coming to and end… But hasn’t it been since the beginning of time? I mean, what the fuck is wrong with the media? We are all going to die, it’s just a matter of when and how… but I sure don’t need to be reminded every fucking minute of every fucking day.