Day 41. 99 pages, 44,958 words.
Well shit.
Under the hilarious delusion that I’d be going back in there sometime on the weekend, I left my glasses case in my home office when I went out for 45 minutes of writing on Saturday afternoon.
What that means in practice is that my glasses (and my USB stick of notes and blog metrics and various other bits and pieces), have been left at home today so I’m squinting at the screen and giving myself a beautiful headache. The USB stick isn’t important since I only write on my phone the majority of the time I’m not at work, but it’s good to have to an anchoring point for a bunch of different projects. In fact neither thing is all that bad, just annoying.
Fuck this. I will not sink below the surface over this. I will not.
– Grumpy-typed on my Huawei mobile phone and posted while taking a morning stroll between offices.
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I’m not often driven to introspection or reflection, but the question does come up sometimes. The big question. So big, there’s just no containing it within the puny boundaries of a single set of punctuationary bookends.
Who are these mysterious and unsung heroes of obscurity and shadow? What is their origin story? Do they have a prequel trilogy? What are their secret identities? What are their public identities, for that matter? What are their powers? Their abilities? Their haunted pasts and troubled futures? Their modus operandi? Where do they live anyway, and when? What do they do for a living? Do they really have these fantastical adventures, or is it a dazzlingly intellectual and overwrought metaphor? Or is it perhaps a smug and post-modern sort of metaphor? Is it a plain stupid metaphor, hedged around with thick wads of plausible deniability, a soap bubble of illusory plot dependent upon readers who don’t dare question it for fear of looking foolish? A flight of fancy, having dozed off in front of the television during an episode of something suitably spaceship-oriented? Do they have a quest, a handler, a mission statement, a department-level development objective in five stages?
I am Hatboy.
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Was dragged out of my discomfort zone and force-fed Chinese buffet by Mr. BRKN. Feeling much better now, thanks chief.
Now I only have a couple of hours of squinting left.
Good work, BRKN! You and dreameling are my local representatives in taking-care-of-Hatboy-since-I’m-too-damn-far-away. De facto. Sorry, thought I should let you know at some point, not that my designations mean much XD
I’m supposed to wear glasses but I’ve been fighting it for 5-6 years at this point. I figure if I can still make it after this long post-diagnosis, it can’t be that bad.
Actually I have quite a complex glasses-theory I’ve developed that I won’t delve too deeply into here. Let’s just summarize it as dependency begets further dependency and leave it at that.
I have no idea whether I’m full of shit or not. My sample size is 4.