Monday, 15 March 2010

Late updates again? (also communication)

What is this world coming to? When not even a simple blogger such as myself cant manage a timely update schedule then you know the world's gone mad, alternatively I'm just a lazy bastard. I'll let you make your own mind up. Regarding trying to keep updates reasonably close together, I've decided one key thing:

Fuck it.

I've got better things to do than sit here forcing myself to write when I don't want to, including doing nothing and counting down the seconds to the inevitable heat death of the universe. In all seriousness, I find that posts come more naturally when I don't force them, so that is what I shall be doing from now on.

Now, onto the subject of today's(more like toweek's/tomonth's/etc) post, I've decided to bitch about something that really irks me, and it's this. Unclear messages. Now everyone does this from time to time, trying to say things we don't want to (or can't) say properly, with meaningful words, but sometimes it really is just taking the piss. Setting the odd set of lyrics as a PM on MSN or FB is all well and good, but don't even dare to assume that people will understand what you're trying to say to whom, especially men, who seem to epically suck at this (and I would know). If you have something to say, no matter what it is, then just SAY it if it's that important. That way people will understand and you will feel far less dejected because your message won't fly straight over the intended audience's head(s). To me this seems to be common sense, important things should be made clear, but some people don't seem to have mastered this art. Oh well. Their loss. Leaving people hanging is EQUALLY as bad, but that's a story for another day.

Now run along and play, Jimmy. Grandpa has to sleep.

Troy,

Wednesday, 10 February 2010

Not again...

So it appears that I am doing it again. Leaving this blog for MONTHS on end that is. I've even moved house since the last post and Jesus has become another year older, I must say that 2010 is a bloody good innings. May he have many more before his dad finally casts down another, hopefully that will be a while yet as I am rather fed up of buying birthday presents. I mean, what do you get a 2010 year-old son of god who has everything? Honestly. Money or gift vouchers for Vatican City feel so cop-outey as well.

Ahem *ANYWAY* since I have rather a lot of work to be doing, this ain't gonna be a big instalment, but I promise to update more regularly, even if just to satisfying that rather annoying and undying urge to write something which isn't in object pascal.

If I ever live to the ripe old age of 2010 cards will be fine, thank you.
Merc,