If any of you've noticed, I've updated to the blogger beta. A few months ago, I nearly all but gave up on blogger; there was no update nor change for over two years. I was waiting but none came. Fuck, this is free so why the hell should I complain? I mean there are other blogging platforms out there like wordpress.com and i.ph for me to pick up, right? So when this whole upgrade came up I felt that blogger.com has finally woken up and decided to do something about their platform. Cool. Unfortunately, the first few days were pretty much a bitch. There were a LOT of electronic hiccups, but hey I'd rather have that than nothing at all.
What came to my mind next was the programs that were connected with the old blogger platform were all fucked up. Well if I could still get them if I wanted but I want to try this one first. I'll ride along for awhile yeah.
As for my life. I've been writing for a blogging company. My sched's on the third shift. Grave fucking yard, 11pm to 7am. I fainted and fell to the floor. Tried to get up and walk out the door but my Girl wanted me to rest instead. God bless for intelligent beautiful women, eh? Got my pay today and it's a good one. But now I'm feeling things all around my body that's not too good.
I'll be updating this blog a lot, so expect a lot of changes.
blogger.com
Thursday, August 31, 2006
Saturday, August 12, 2006
Taorist is Raw
A friend of mine said that she likes this blog above my others because it was "raw." It makes me think that my other blogs are pretty lame and dry.
But when I think about it, she has a point--this blog is uncensored. There's no worry in structure nor design. It's straight out of my gut. No drafting nor organizing. I write whatever comes to mind: walking without going anywhere.
No mission, vision, principle.
If I seem a bit rawer than usual, don't stop me.
Let me be raw.
raw
personal
But when I think about it, she has a point--this blog is uncensored. There's no worry in structure nor design. It's straight out of my gut. No drafting nor organizing. I write whatever comes to mind: walking without going anywhere.
No mission, vision, principle.
If I seem a bit rawer than usual, don't stop me.
Let me be raw.
raw
personal
Wednesday, August 09, 2006
The Letter Never Sent
Good morning Master,
I am leaving your stables to be free from your ever straining aura.
You have been benign to me enough that you gave me a chance to try my hand at an acquaintance skill. It is something that I can do, but choose not to. I have chosen a path that has been there for me everyday but was never taken. I am now stepping on that path, not knowing where I will end up. Yet, that is where I will be: walking with anxious anticipation at what will happen next. There will be perilous times, yes, but I will somehow deal with them and live on.
This letter is more of a way of letting the waves of writing over me than a separation from you and your kind.
Goodbye.
resignation letter
I am leaving your stables to be free from your ever straining aura.
You have been benign to me enough that you gave me a chance to try my hand at an acquaintance skill. It is something that I can do, but choose not to. I have chosen a path that has been there for me everyday but was never taken. I am now stepping on that path, not knowing where I will end up. Yet, that is where I will be: walking with anxious anticipation at what will happen next. There will be perilous times, yes, but I will somehow deal with them and live on.
This letter is more of a way of letting the waves of writing over me than a separation from you and your kind.
Goodbye.
resignation letter
Friday, August 04, 2006
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