Goddamn, it’s really been a month since I dropped ya’ll a peek into my life? Gave you a glimpse into the fart-laden, madness-powered halls of my existence? Again, I say goddamn! You can really tell the end of the semester blasted me in the nards and then open-hand slapped me into submission. Anyhoo — check it out, a few glimpses into my meat-space from the past month! Admittedly, I’ve accidentally deleted a lot of photos from my camera, so what you’re really seeing are the ones that escaped the mistaken cullings.
Nonetheless! Here you go! Join me in the comments section with your own views, my friends!
This is Views From The Space-Ship!
It’s finally kind of, sort of, autumn here in the Northeastern arm of the Empire. The wind has gotten crispy, the leaves have gotten crispy, the heaters have gotten crispy. I’m excited! Stoked, even. I must, however, I must not glance at the weather for the upcoming week. For I shall see, I know I shall see, yet another spike in the temperature.
I’m tired of sweating, dudes. I’m tired of my balls smelling like a Dagobah swamp, dudes. Ready for the death of it all, ready to pray to the Ones That Don’t Exist that I get to witness the rebirth of it all.
But that’s neither here nor there. Or, wait, is it actually both Here and There?
Anyways, anyways, blah blah blah. This is Desktop Thursdays. A look into the life of yours truly, GarbageLord and Steward of the Space-Ship Omega. I hope you’ll share your own life in the comments section.
Two weeks in a row! Desktop Thursdays! Go ahead, friends. Kiss it. It won’t bite back. May give you a little smooch in an honest attempt at reciprocity, though. What is “It”, you ask? Good question. The Universe? My stunning, cut, lean, mesmerizing bicep? A dumpster behind 7-Eleven? The choice is yours.
After you get done with your obligatory, state-mandated (the state of OmegaLevelia, obviously) smooch, hit the jump! Check out some peeks into my worlds(s) from the past week.
Then, after the smooch, after the checking-out-of-my-world(s hyphen-hyphen), display your own existence in the comments section.
The winter has not been kind to my body. Or rather, I have not been kind to my body this winter. Just eating. Always eating. Alas, alas, alas. Welcome to my world, welcome to my gluttony, welcome to my self-hate. You can find all within this post, Desktop Thursdays. Show me, show me your world(s), too!
Thursday! Desktop Thursdays! High and mighty Desktop Thursdays! The weekly window into the Existential Walls of Banality! that configure my life! Come, come, come! Bask in my mundanity, my mendacity, my overall banality! Then! And only then! Please share looks into your own lives in the comments section!
Desktop Thursdays! Oh, Desktop Thursdays! The weekly column where I share with you, dear Comrades, my life. Both real, and virtual. Mostly real, these days. Mostly my dog, this week. Sort of embarrassing, really.
How have you colored your world, this week? Share your own existence in the comments section.
My weeks are busy. I am busy.
A perpetual motion-machine filled with teaching, tutoring, brief glimpses of both my wife, dog, and cats, sporadic, late-night gym visits, and sleepy-eyed gazings into various Social Media Abysses before falling sleep.
My weeks are busy. I am busy.
This is Desktop Thursdays, where I’m giving you a look into my life. I hope you’ll share your own glimpses in the comments section.
A new John Wick: Chapter 2 photo reveals the (current) fate of his pitbull. You know, the one Wick gained at the end after murdering everything in his path for mirking his first puppy. The fate? Alive and rolling as a member of the Wick Squad.