Well it happened again and for most of yesterday I just felt absolutely compelled to be the fickle bastard that we all call “the JR”.
Here is short story about the JR… before he continues to his randomness as usual:
the JR has once again failed at being satisfied… well with anything. He had consumed most of the day catching up on emails, making phone calls and hoping that his Monday would be the the starter of starters for the week. FAIL. As the JR went about his daily drivel, he began to become consumed with the registering of his blog on teh interwebs ala trologging* over the weekend.
He could not satiated in terms of places to put his blog, one after the other each blog tracker, news aggregator, popularity calculator fell by the wayside (or so it seemed thru his perceptions of events). Little did he know that he was falling into the abyss of what is now a world epidemic “amendus compulsa” (latin for Blog-Update-itus). He was becoming mindful of widgets and dreaming of feeds and asserting discrection in html faux pas and generally tunnelling his vision to what is incompassing his current reality. He found a certain excitement (in his pants) about opening, what was once before supposeofly an excercise in boredom, his journey diary. As the day dredged on he began to gather more steam and find more things to do with his BLOG. Then it came 2 hours, 3 Hours, 3.79 hours, and finally after about 3.94 hours from when symptoms began to manifest, he finally began to feel his detachment from reality. A reality the he himself was documenting, was appearing as some nondescript tale of virtueless sendentary lifeless happenstance. Upon this realization, his day finally ended… he thought he had received some kind of reprieve from the perplexity of his affliction. He shutdown and gathered what remained of himself and proceed home to sojourn for the evening. Upon arriving at his domicile, he was greeted by the many surfs and renewed belief that he was not completely detached from the reality that was being documented as Life. As he unwound and began to relax, he had an easy meal, a refreshing aura cleanse, followed by a much needed time in front of the idiot box. The JR thought he was able to persevere through the affliction that struck him so vehemently earlier, that he had let his guard down and opened himself to another barrage. Little did he know that there was a plot by Sir Fox of Fire… when his documentaries ended he felt tireless and thought to himself, “self you have been able to survive through today with out relapse and contact with Sir Fox of FIre should be okay”. So the JR feeling undeterred and resilient contacted Sir Fox of Fire….. then without foresight, the JR was ambushed with the Journal he thought he received a reprieve from earlier (for Sir Fox of Fire had decided to restore his last session). The affliction he thought was suppressed was in full rage and all the JR could do was relinquish his free will and proceeded to reinvent was not broken, as if controlled by the succubus of bloggery. The JR was stuck in the control of the succubus until she drained him of all his energy, of which he finally collapsed into a stupor of disaray.
There is no hope for the JR, this affliction that he has contracted is similar to that of the incendiary fire bumps that are contracted when in close proximity to trollops on a night of over intoxication. Like with the later, the JR’s symptoms will be of manic ups and downs. He will have days of normalcy and then a day of extreme uncontrolled temptuousness. It is unfortunate there is only one cure to the JR’s affliction, and it is a egregiously invasive orchotomy, of which most would choose to forego.
The fact the you have read the JR’s Story means that you have already been stricken with the affliction and your only hope would be to join their nation of the afflicted.
And hope for this, that you can become stronger than your affliction unlike the one who is mentioned.
*help make the word mainstream @
Urban Dictionary: trologging
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The act of going on the interweb and Trolling Blog after Blog after blog in search of witty candor and extensive knowledge.
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I went to this wedding that had me bored out of my mind, good thing there was Wifi to help with my trologging past the time
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Well that was an interesting over dramatization of what happened to me yesterday, basically I blog registered for a few hours at the office and then when i got home i thought i could relax and get to sleep, but ended up not being able to sleep so I messed around with the sidebar on this darn blog again and i think its finally cohesive (yes yes famous last words). That story has pretty much sucked the life out me in terms of writing about my weekend (which was not as eventful as my what my perception actually believes), but I will soldier on and try to write another post maybe with pictures (photobloggery WOOT!).
Either way I’m out like a common denominator.
