Who’s more to blame: me for writing this, or you for reading it?
- by Pixel
72. Every male member of my extended family (on both sides) can grow awesome facial hair. My brother and I, however, cannot. It’s embarrassingly frustrating.
I feel like a Sonnet-writer that has never been in love. Or a rock and roller that does not have a ‘baby.’ Or a Hallmark greeting card writer without a special occasion.
Hmm. I think I’ll do a few more similes before I get to the point.
Perhaps I’m like a novelist without character, or a soap opera with trustworthy relatives, or a joke without a punchline.
I have something I really want to write about today. Really, really. It’s something that I ordered on eBay almost twelve days ago. In fact, I ordered it right after I wrote this post.
This year‘s project was supposed to be to read my weight in books, but then I realized that I read far too many things online and as articles so that my total book weight would be vastly underreported. So, after realizing I had only read one (paperback) book in four months, I decided to start a new project. (I did this last year too. I switched from this project to this one.)
And, thanks to my trusty new widget, I found out that my new camera would be delivered today. But I have not received it yet, the FedEx guy is still AWOL. And what could I say about it without getting it yet? I mean, would anyone really want to read an entire blog post about something that hasn’t really arrived yet?
And if so, how could I fool them into not being angry afterward?
Update: Actually, I already got the camera, I just didn’t want to write a post that would require me to take pictures. You understand.
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72. Every male member of my extended family (on both sides) can grow awesome facial hair. My brother and I, however, cannot. It’s embarrassingly frustrating. I feel like a Sonnet-writer that has never been in love. Or a rock and roller that does not have a ‘baby.’ Or a Hallmark greeting card writer without a…