Ever notice how it's the little things in life that amuse us so much? More to the point, ever notice how it's the silly little idiocies in life that amuse us more than anything else? Well, this is not as much ''the little blog that could'' as it is ''the blog that enjoys going up the down escalator in your local mall.'' Will it have anything of real importance? No, probably not. But enjoy the ride never the less!

 

Hello there. It's been a while. I'm sure you've been sitting there staring at the screen, waiting a long time. Or you gave up checking this thing regularly, stumbled across it in a random spring cleaning of your bookmarks and on a lark clicked on it, and hey lookie, the lazy bastard's finally decided to grace us with his presence!

So why have I gone into hiding? Am I disenfranchised with the Interwebs and am protesting by not gracing it with my presence...until my ego demands I return to stock back up on loving adoration from the online masses? Am I now the possessor of some DaVinci code-esque secret and must give up my old life in order to avoid being killed by the dozens of fanatical assassins out to silence me?

To tell the truth it's a little bit of misanthropy, and a little bit of Confic amidst working on the store's annual Inventory. Yep, it's that time of year again. And this time around the entire Inventory situation has proven uniquely deranged and satisfactory all at the same time. Originally, they sprung it on us right when Mel & I would have been down in Connecticut, but fortuitously the auditor had no trouble postponing the Inventory until later. Then a few weeks ago, right at the start of April, I got a second set of Inventory paperwork. After consulting with my DM, I discovered it was now scheduled for the first May.

Now it's not often I get 4 weeks advanced notice; usually it's 2 weeks at best. So I've been spending some very busy days at work getting as much of our backstock pre-counted as possible. It's all good, really; I'd rather spend 4 weeks being fairly busy as opposed to spending 2 weeks being out-of-my-mind-crazy-busy. All was good.

And then a day or so ago I learned they were moving up our Inventory from next Thursday to next Tuesday. Which means I am so very glad I spent all my prep time beforehand. The theory goes we won't be totally fustigated when the day of arrives. But in the meantime, I get to spend many working hours working my ass off, and most of my off hours gathering energy to finish up to the Confic.

Which, for all you naysayers out there, is three-quarters done. Yep, you all know who you are. You thought I was being naive. You thought I wasn't up to the challenge of finishing it by May. (Again.) And now I am here to speak to you all and loudly proclaim...


...you were absolutely right. Dammit.

But on the plus side, the Confic features mallet smackings, drive-by bukkake, Easy buttons, naked (but censored) hamsters and some of the best of the worst Chaosfics culled from as far back as the start of the series. Ole!

And I would love to end this entry on something witty and strange, but I am admittedly tired and am at a slight loss of things to add. I mean, it's not like I can just surf around and stumble across a guy having his wanton ways with a picnic table!

http://www.firstcoastnews.com/news/strange/news-article.aspx?storyid=105778


Oh dear...

Labels: Confic 08, inter-furniture erotic, Inventory ahoy

posted by Phillip at 4:29 PM