What Are You Doing?

Drinking, also. And that late-night hamburger. With extra bacon.

 

I'm trying to find out if turning the knob on the side of my watch actually winds it or if all the winding has to be done but the automatic winder in the case.

 

Under all circumstance knob exploration is a net positive.

 

Unless I play with it so much it can't handle it any longer and something explodes.

 

Hey dude, whatever does it for you

I didn't say who it was a positive for

 

That never happens. At worst, you're looking at a nasty rash.

 

It's always embarrassing to ask for the cream but trust me, they've heard worse.

 

Oh yeah, I always get the cream. Even if I don't need it right then and there. The cream feels nice, you know?

 

I don't judge my dude.

As long as the cream and/or colony of bacteria is consenting then you knock yourself out.

 

I'm sitting in a chair, very still, waiting for golf weather.

 

Just got in from the cold. Skin says it buuuuurns. My skin has always been a bit of a drama queen.

 

And when golf weather comes, you'll sit in that same chair watching people play golf, right? That's what I do.

 

I want to build myself a new desktop, but hate how PC cases look so I figured I'd make my own, so right now I'm doing research on art deco and bauhaus furniture.

 

Well, yes, but this year will be different You'll see.

 

Please post pics when you complete the project. Art deco is my jam. If alternate universes existed, I'd want to live in a real life version of a Van Nest Poglase or an early Cedric Gibbons movie set.

Are you familiar with the Fedora Lounge? You might look there for ideas too. I know some of the guys there were always doing things to make their modern computer stuff blend into their vintage homes.

 

Waiting for Three Billboards to start at 0935 on a Monday

 

I have the game on but am ignoring it and watching the commercials.

 

I'm thinking about how I really want to get up and get a piece of cheese.

 

I am thinking about a television interview "they" want me to do tomorrow night.

12 minutes of babbling I couldn't care less about, except to give me a buzz of dopamine.

ok, I think I need a piece of raw milk cheese right now and a macrobiotic ginger beer.

 

I live on ginger beer. Never heard of a "macrobiotic" one, though.

 

My mistake minstrel, nice catch.
I meant to write probiotic ginger beer, then my stomach growled at the mix I threw in it last night. Just making sure I was indeed still able to dance. I am.

 

Research: Reading TV Tropes about detectives, villains, sidekicks and things like that. My WIP is loosely Private Detective Noir, and I want it to be tropey and fun, so it's time to learn.

 

Having lunch in the computer lounge of my university just before a data analysis class, wondering why (despite being passionate about my subject) I didn't just continue working as a mid-twenties guy. I'd have a lot more time to write and I wouldn't be nearly as stressed because I wouldn't need to care about grades.

 

Trying to clone a couple of 15 year old hard drives because people have no idea what backups are.

 

Sat on my lunch break with a bowl of noodles. 'Monstrous Regiment' by Terry Pratchett is sitting right next to me on my desk, I'm heavily tempted, procrastination may prevail.