It’s rather easy these days to post absolute rubbish to Anti-Social Networks at a simple flick of a screen, but finding time and content to put on to my blog, well that’s pretty difficult at times.
When I finish work I go in to a mode where I’d rather sleep or if I’m feeling particularly awake, rot my brain with a thousand channels of crap on CanalSat (because thinker make hard). Of course rinse and repeat and I’m sat here laptop at my finger tips searching for something to put down since my last post over a month ago (excluding Instagram reposts).
Even dabbling with Kakao Story trying to find just an excuse to sit down, pause, gather my thoughts and recap a fixed time period on a sleek GUI didn’t quite cut it. Then I tried Gratitude which simply asks you write down five good things for the day. Having just done that, I managed the thought process for four.
I wouldn’t say a great start for that App, but I figured I’d try and shut it up as it’s been reminding me each day that I’ve not yet appeased it with greatness.
So I figured I would just do the usual thing, open the window in WordPress and just type nonsense in the hope something, anything would formulate. Instead I’m writting an on going commentary on writing this post. Oh well!
I’ve not had much time to really go out and do something random lately, due to scheduling and the scorching death ball people refer to as le soleil (having two settings in tan mode of fry and burn keeps me hiding in the shadows). Which I’m fairly sure adds to the lack of interesting content to this situation.
Although I have been trying to keep up with poking at my BBS when I have the time, it’s kind of nice to drop the Web2.0 ball and tinker around with coloured text, simplistic menu systems and without any of the razzle dazzle of the web platforms made for those with FOMO or limited attention spans. I’ve also kind of stopped riding my bike as often and putting off getting my brakes changed, which has of course meant I’m getting a bit rotund again, so time to get back on the 100km challenge again.
Hopefully that somewhat jumbled update on my life should suffice for you dear readers and of course future me looking back at some of the nonsense I wrote in the past.
When there is nothing to be done during your lunch time, I have a recommendation. Fill your eat hole with poutine. The kind of dish your taste buds will thank you for, but perhaps the incoming future heart issues might make you regret.
So far the best poutine I’ve had in Paris has been in The Moose (side note the chicken wings are divine) and not exactly expensive either (by Paris 6ème standards). But it’s hard to write words about stuffing great food down my face, so just look at dem pix fam.