By the way, I think it's too cool that Blogger finally got around to letting me set the publishing time of a post in advance. That's why this one got posted so early. Don't forget to read yesterday's post just because this one is up so much earlier than usual. The previous post got published really late because of certain people I live with and their desire to be prepared for work.
I really miss Mickey and Courtney being gainfully employed. Back in the glory days of yore (about a month ago) I could count on having a couple of blog comments in my e-mail box by 10 a.m. Since they've both entered the realm of semi or complete unemployment in recent weeks, my early morning comment stream has almost entirely dried up. I'm imagining them still in bed at that time of day, surrounded by piles of empty beer cans and Doritos bags, dreaming of fried chicken and swimming in a public pool in cut off jean shorts.
Unfortunately, I don't have a lot of backup commenters. Sid sometimes fills in with her strange middle of the night comments (although if you realize that South Africa is several hours ahead of the eastern United States, it's really not strange at all). New commenter Justins (how many of them are there, anyway?) would have to post before they even woke up for work given their West Coast time zone, so I can't really fault them there. Julie (no link because she's too lazy to blog) only checks in on old blog posts twice a month and leaves a plethora of comments that most of you never even see. She usually does this in the evenings or on weekends so she's no help. Sure, there's always Chris and Meaghan, but they're inconsistent. In fact, I think their whole pregnancy thing is just an elaborate excuse to comment more infrequently here. Losers.
Honestly, I'm not a comment whore like Mickey, but I really do miss having at least two a day before the kids showed up after my first period planning. It feels kind of lonely listening to archived This American Life Shows and a growing stack of ungraded papers.
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Mickey made me feel better about myself every day too. Now I have to wait until, like, the next morning to hear him chime in. I think I overcompensated yesterday by writing a billion posts. That's right: one billion.
I hope Mickey and Courtney get off their respective arses for you soon. I'm a big fat flake. Can't be counted on to flush much less comment consistently.
Ok, that's a lie. Not flushing is nasty. That whole "if it's yellow let it mellow" philosophy makes me want to vomit.
I had a roommate once in an old apartment who thought that way. He had the master bedroom in the place, one with its own bathroom. When we all finally moved out a couple years later, we pretty much lost our entire deposit because he a) didn't flush and b) never once cleaned his bathroom.
He always had a lot of pot, though, so we let certain things slide...
Yeah, sorry I can't be counted on to always comment. Honestly, since you write every day on your blog, I just read the stuff that sounds interesting to me. That's not an offense at all. We just have different interests sometimes. But yeah, I miss Mickey and Courtney, too. And Mickey is REALLY slacking with not writing posts.
Em: Mickey always made me feel worse about myself. Still, it was better to feel like crap than it is to feel unloved.
Justins: I'm not sure if I'm cool with the "if it's yellow, let it mellow" theme either.
Meaghan: Jeez, I was just commenting on the fact that you two can't replace Mickey and Courtney because you don't comment as often. I wasn't expecting the whole "I'm not saying. I'm just saying" justification.
I notice you conveniently ignored the allegations that the whole pregnancy thing is a sham to pull the wool over my eyes.
You are an ungrateful snot.
I can't always keep up with your blogs in a timely manner because you write every day and some take a while to get through and process and I am unable to read/comment during business hours. Yet I always read each one and leave you a comment to let you know I've been there. On my own time. None of this 'on the clock' crap other people get. You can't have it all.
I can breeze through your blog, skimming for the finer points and leave generic comments in a timely manner. OR I could get to them a little later and actually read them and leave thoughful and insightful comments. OR I could abandon your blog as a reader/commenter and use that free time to start up my own, competing blog forcing your other readers to split their time between your blog and mine. Hmmm... which will it be?
Julie makes a very sound case.
Also, it's the employment that's got me down. But now I'm caught up with my JLBB comments.
And I do feel like I'm letting people down, both in commenting and posting.
Oh, and: there's some mellowing going on in the bathroom right now.
We're sorry. We will try to be more diligent about leaving comments. Starting ... now.
Can I make a request that everyone turn off the word verification thing on their blogs? They keep getting harder to read. The other day I had to try three times before I got it right.
I'm not sure what the purpose of the verification is anyway.
It's time for dinner. What should I have?
Oh, and we are both actually employed, but have jobs that don't allow us to blog at work. Although I'm only working part-time and I have the rest of this week off, so I guess I'll have no excuse not to keep up with blogland.
Leftover pizza. Yum.
Julie: I know you're just teasing, but I wasn't insulting any of my other posters. I was just lamenting the loss of my morning comments and mentioning how my other regular posters weren't going to fill the void. I actually like your comments and get a kick out of the hour every other week where gmail's adding another comment from you to my inbox every few minutes. I'm actually not sure how many other people realize you're doing that though.
Courtney: I've looked for a way to do this and can't find it. I don't have to enter the verfication for my, yours or Mickeys blog, but always do for Meaghan and Chris's.
I like cheese.
And ice cream.
Joking schmoking. Shows how much you know me.
I noticed too that the word verifications were getting kind of tricky. I'm afraid I'll come here one day and there'll be Chinese characters that I can't reproduce with my keyboard.
The purpose, though, is to prevented computer-generated spam comments.
It's true, Jacob. You caught us.
This pregnancy is a sham. A sham of a hoax of a farce.
But it's not just an excuse to cut back on blogging/commenting time. It serves lots of other purposes: tax write-off, excuse to miss work, excuse not to attend extended family gatherings, excuse not to contribute money to the Family Members Who Are Too Lazy to Work and Support Themselves Fund, etc.
I have to do some work now. I'll try to remember to leave more comments later.
My apologies: I didn't proofread my first comment before posting, the one about the word verification device.
The last sentence of that comment should have read: The purpose, though, is to prevent computer-generated spam comments.
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