and now for something completely different

[rone]

It should be obvious to the casual observer that most of what i have to say here (and, indeed, not only here) is either (more likely) some sort of complaint or (less likely) some sort of inane rumination, an omphaloskepsis of one whose umbilicus is at best deficient.

It should be obvious, again, that this one of the latter; it is less obviously also one of the former. So here i wallow in moronic self-recrimination, with a lavish application of fancy words to amuse myself. Dixi nihil: i have said nothing. Again.

Comments

[merde.livejournal.com]

you complained a whole lot more before you got married, dude. so much, even i found you a little hard to take. stick with that woman, she's good for you.

ah, the woman

[ronebofh.livejournal.com]

Kim was miffed at me, and rightly so, because my original LJ bio had no mention of her. I have no problem gushing about how much i love her and whatnot among a small, private group, but seem to shrink from any public display of adoration or, evidently, even acknowledgement. I'm not sure if it's because i'm embarrassed (!), or that i still have a hard time publicly admitting that i'm happy (or, perhaps, that i can be happy). I suppose i shouldn't dwell on it, so long as i merely enjoy it and, once in a while, share it with others.

Re: ah, the woman

[simbuttercup.livejournal.com]

Paul has informed me that should you indeed come to my play, you will not enjoy it because to enjoy is to risk proceeding to a state of happiness and that cannot be.

So I'm here to tell you that in this particular play, you, the audience member, get to rant and shout at the people on the stage. You will not be happy, but you will gain some small satisfaction in insulting your fellow man. ::shrug:: At least I did.