Monday Morning Commute: how to slowly .exe yourselves and others in 20XX
Monday Morning Commute! On a Monday Evening! Better than a Tuesday Afternoon, not as good as a legitimate Monday Morning! Feelin’ pretty good, man. Classes are finally over, man. Doing a bit of tutoring, but hey. Can’t complain about that. Making money. Still having to drive into Boston during quasi-rush hour, but hey. Can’t complain about that. I’m getting to sleep until 9:00, which is a fucking blessing from the Elder Ones.
This is the weekly column where I bloviate about the various banality that is serving to barrage the Ennui nipping at my soul. This is the weekly column where I enumerate the errant bullshit I’m going to engage in to keep my life humming along. I hope, I pray, I supplicate you to come share what you’re digging this week, in the comments section.
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Realized:
Always Sunny’s fourth season is its best. All time great season of comedy.
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Wrestling:
Extreme Rules is this weekend! Hope to be home in time. ‘Cause.
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Having To Go:
To Central New York with my wife for a memorial for her passed grandfather. I’m going to be selfish, and ask for your prayers that I survive this gauntlet of Familial Bullshit.
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Want To Buy:
DOOM! People have called it the “Fury Road of FPSs”, which means I have to fucking play it. But I can’t yet, because…
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Currently Playing:
Uncharted 4. I don’t want the series to end, so I think I’m probably dragging my feet on playing it a bit.
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Reading:
How To Slowly Kill Yourself and Others In America by Kiese Laymon. Heavy shit. Insightful shit. Heartbreaking shit.
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Intending To Read:
Between The World And Me by Ta-Nehisi Coates. Collection of essays by the current author of Black Panther, which reminds me.
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Totally Going To:
Buy new comics this week. Revive the weekly comics column. Fumble around a comic book store, Recommend some shit. Beg you all for actual recommendations. Attempt to rally. Fail. Eat Cheetos. Hate myself. Maybe not eat Cheetos though cause like.
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Trying To Drop Some Weight:
Man, if you’re struggling with your weight, I’m with you. Stood on the scale last night, walked around the house the rest of the night dejectedly. And this was *after* two goddamn weeks of eating well during the week nights, and returning to the gym. Like, how much did I fucking weigh at the beginning of May? Never mind. Don’t tell me.
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Want To See:
Nice Guys! But as I said, I’m going to be in goddamn Central New York. Maybe early next week? See it, friends. See it for me.
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That does it for me, folks. Trips to the Comic Book Store, Central New York, and the Weigh-In Station. Reading essays, playing video games. Generally enjoying life.