Sunday, November 28, 2004

Egregious health

It would be an egregious act for me to not add something more meaningful here about my health over the past 2 weeks. I've certainly spent plenty of time complaining in the past, but I actually have good news to report, and this is as positive as I've been for months. Basically:

  • I've been able to work my normal work weeks, 8am-4pm (which is my preferred timeslot), and even managed an extra 4 hour stint on Wed morning (my usual day off) without any ill effects.
  • I got to have a lovely Ethiopian dinner the same night, something a little spicy as a nice break from the blandness of tuna and rice, and not so much as a whimper from my normally rambunctious stomach (that wasn't a word of the day, I just wanted to use it).
  • I've only been sleeping 6-7 hours a night (which I'll settle for, now that I'm too old to cope with my 2-3 hours sleeps of yester-decade), but waking up energetic, and able to carry that energy through most of the day.
  • I've been able to exercise regularly, and not collapse in a heap as a result (only really limited by a broken toe, which is slowly mending).
  • I actually think my attitude has had a positive impact on my work team, instead of me needing them to help get me "up".
  • I managed a lunchtime walk through the Belconnen Mall, with its obligatory aimlessly wandering crowds, and never once felt like punching someone.


I'm a pasticher and didn't even know it

If ever there was a way of describing the things I write, and the lack of structure to them, I'd say "hodgepodge" is pretty accurate. And since that's a synonym for pastiche, I've fulfilled my plan of saying nothing while using the word of the day! Yay!

In direct contrast, here's Pete's blog, which actually covers some proper news.

Wednesday, November 24, 2004

Tuesday, November 23, 2004


This entry certainly doesn't qualify as any kind of disquisition, but it certainly is an excuse to start using the word of the day as a trigger to some actual writing. Almost everything I've ever read or heard about becoming a good writer involves doing more of it, at any opportunity.

Despite many promises to actually make consistent updates to this blog, I've taken many leisurely breaks in between writing, even when I might have actually had things to write about. So to avoid my tendency to laziness, I'm going to attempt to pad out several sentences of blather around the aforementioned word, as often as possible. Will you be educated? Doubtful. Will you be entertained? Polarbear seems to not think so. Will I feel self-actualised? Like a panjandrum of old I most certainly will!