"Format Change"

I wanted to tone down the look of the Daily and I hadn't changed the look at all for over two years...so here we go.


Tuesday, September 19, 2006

Holy Testicle Tuesday!

You know, I’ve mostly been posting about external things lately. Actually I haven’t been posting much of anything at all, but when I do it’s nothing really interesting. I mean, it’s important stuff and whatnot, but do people really care about it? Are people going to come back every so often just to read some mindless political commentary? Probably not on the Daily Depression, because there are plenty of eloquent, comprehensive blogs that cover politics and events at home and abroad. This leads me to my next point…

I am going to focus on personal stories, events, and situations once again. Normally I take a few minutes at work to write up these posts, hence the reason for the scarcity of words these days. You’d have better luck reading a free and open press article in China than you would seeing a new blog post here. Anyway, I’ve been so busy at work that I just don’t have the time, and even at home I rarely have the time to write.

Not only am I going to school again, but I have the DIY Blog project, the actual home improvement projects that I write about there, soccer games, soccer practice sometimes, guitar practice, hanging out with Melissa, helping family and friends with eBay or internet-related things, and so on and so forth. By the way, the only reason I am even writing this stuff at work today is because our network and internet are dead in the water, leaving me with little work to do at the moment.

It’s clear that I have actually become productive both personally and professionally which is a little scary. I used to have pant-loads of free time to sit around watching movies and playing computer games. Lately if I watch a movie or something it’s while I am simultaneously working on the computer.

If all goes well I will have a Business Management degree by next December and school will be conquered. After more than ten years, and plenty of blood spilled, I will have that magical slip of paper indicating that I paid many clams and took many notes.

I played two soccer games Sunday morning. The first was for my team, then my friend Matt and I hung around for a second game to see if the teams needed players, which they did. We also had the services of The Ventilator. He’s the first registered soccer super-hero in Brunswick, Ohio. His costume is a black, ripped up sleeveless t-shirt that has these massive slits in the side to provide maximum ventilation as he glides across the pitch, playing the beautiful game. He’s new to soccer, yet his expertise is plain to see, as are his pasty white ribs and faded tattoos.

I finally scored a couple of goals and had several assists between the two games. The downside to playing two soccer games is that my feet are blistered in ways that could make a grown man cry. There are literally layers and layers of skin missing, exposing, raw, red flesh. So yeah, great, super.

I will attempt to post an update on the whole bi-polar, medication, mental situation thing later this week. Until then, take ‘er easy Dudes and Dudettes.