I did not need to eat, but I felt I had to. What else do I do? Sit around this McDonald's not buying anything?
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9/30/2016
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I did not need to eat, but I felt I had to. What else do I do? Sit around this McDonald's not buying anything?
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9/29/2016
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So, here I am again, forcing myself to write something, because this is only my third essay for the month, and I should be writing four - four being a compromise, because I really should be writing five. Well, to be honest, I would have if not for the first half of the month being really busy. And then my laptop had to break, which was fun, supposedly.
Yeah, I think I have something to write about. It's just that these thoughts are so disorganized lately. I used to be able to just sit here and write, but now there's a lot of pre-writing involved. Not good if you have a self-imposed quota. I can only imagine what people who churn out content for a living have to do. Wait, I was one of those people.
Last night I was talking with a colleague about the whole idea of content. I know this sounds like marketing malarkey - even I am uncomfortable with this, and yet I both do content and work in marketing. But, you know, "content" is king, to the point that you get a lot of it that's really just filler - and, like junk food, it doesn't matter if you like it or not, because you've paid for it already, with your money or with your clicks.
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Yeah, I think I have something to write about. It's just that these thoughts are so disorganized lately. I used to be able to just sit here and write, but now there's a lot of pre-writing involved. Not good if you have a self-imposed quota. I can only imagine what people who churn out content for a living have to do. Wait, I was one of those people.
Last night I was talking with a colleague about the whole idea of content. I know this sounds like marketing malarkey - even I am uncomfortable with this, and yet I both do content and work in marketing. But, you know, "content" is king, to the point that you get a lot of it that's really just filler - and, like junk food, it doesn't matter if you like it or not, because you've paid for it already, with your money or with your clicks.
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9/26/2016
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My laptop's out of commission. Something about a thermal sensor. It thinks my laptop's extra hot, or my fan's close to breaking, and it throws up a warning that I should not use my laptop until I have it checked. "Sure, I can," I go, and the fan starts to whir louder, way louder than usual.
Well, that's what I assume is the problem. I had it checked and it's not the fan; despite a replacement it still whirs loud. So, tomorrow, off I go to the service center, and I'll be without a laptop for a week, I hope. Two, possibly. Three, heavens, please, no.
I'm writing this on the home PC. I have to do everything on the home PC for the foreseeable future. Since I could still open my laptop, I proceeded to back most of everything up - and, finally, fix this little thing; the system hard drive conked out, apparently, or perhaps maybe, because of ants, so we had to buy a new one and do a fresh install. I think I'm set, but I'll have a check later once I'm finished with this.
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Well, that's what I assume is the problem. I had it checked and it's not the fan; despite a replacement it still whirs loud. So, tomorrow, off I go to the service center, and I'll be without a laptop for a week, I hope. Two, possibly. Three, heavens, please, no.
I'm writing this on the home PC. I have to do everything on the home PC for the foreseeable future. Since I could still open my laptop, I proceeded to back most of everything up - and, finally, fix this little thing; the system hard drive conked out, apparently, or perhaps maybe, because of ants, so we had to buy a new one and do a fresh install. I think I'm set, but I'll have a check later once I'm finished with this.
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9/19/2016
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I'm pretty positive you don't read my blog, Noynoy. I'm definitely sure you have no idea what exactly I have said about you in your six years as president.
And I am very sure you will not read what I have to say now. Not that you'd care. You're probably enjoying your break from public office. Perhaps you've started dating under the shadows of this war against drugs your successor is waging? It's not really my business. I'm just grasping at straws here.
Anyway, I'm writing you this letter, this letter you will probably not read, to call you out on that one mistake you've made that has, perhaps, a more lasting impact than any of the other things you did not quite get right.
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And I am very sure you will not read what I have to say now. Not that you'd care. You're probably enjoying your break from public office. Perhaps you've started dating under the shadows of this war against drugs your successor is waging? It's not really my business. I'm just grasping at straws here.
Anyway, I'm writing you this letter, this letter you will probably not read, to call you out on that one mistake you've made that has, perhaps, a more lasting impact than any of the other things you did not quite get right.
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