Comment bots (or maybe humans) have been spamming the heck out of that Donald Trump QOTD. They suck. Almost looks real except the comment has nothing to do with anything. They all originate from the same IP address and have the same reply email. Just that they talk about nothing.
I am intrigued. Are they humans manually posting and being paid by the comment? What a job!
Just another reminder of the scourge of the internet.
Also, Donald Trump is butt.
It’s like I only watch 「日本、おはよう！」
Is the iPhone 12 Mini for me? Seems like.
I think I’m going stir crazy.
Stuck inside for a bit. Just don’t feel like working. Just don’t feel like thinking. The internet is boring. The television I watch is boring. The YouTube videos are boring. I’m betting that this post is boring you, too. I know that it is for me. I am bored.
Ennui has set in. I truly need a vacation.
Sure I don’t know why I am telling you this, but I am.
Don’t be bored.
It’s been a long while since I remembered a dream that I had. I woke up this morning with one that was all too vivid.
I was at the locally renowned steeple chase to cheer on that girl. She was participating and she was the favorite. I watched her walk the course and inspect the fences. Then they lined up at the start. I had wanted to call out her name, but instead waved to her and gave her the thumbs up hoping that she would see me. She had a different last name which made me wondered if she was remarried. I wondered if she divorced her husband as well.
Anyway, she didn’t see me surrounded by her parents and fans and the other riders. The gunshot to start goes off and away they go over the first fence and gone from view. I chase after, but pause anyway because it would be pointless. I’m left to wonder the outcome of the race.
After a bit, I hear the cheers and wonder if she had won. I say her name out loud and I say to myself I should’ve done something about it.
That’s when I bump into my best friend from grade school. He was there to support her, too. We chat for a bit and part. I feel loneliness and regret. I wish to have not lost touch with a precious friend, so I go running to find him. I ask if we can stay in touch. There is some anger for not doing so all these years. I exchange contact with him, but he’s still using a flip phone. The shock of which finds me waking up.
I feel loneliness and regret.
To remember friends who I’ve long abandoned to my memories is painful. I wish I had been a better friend to have stayed in touch. I’m hoping they are both living happy fulfilling lives.
It’s bugging me. Staying indoors. The outdoors has been beautiful since the rona had hit. The weather has made it difficult to stay inside. Too nice. Except if you go out, you die. STAY HOME!
It was never really hot and unpleasant so far this summer. Maybe a few days we’ve reached into the 90s, but we haven’t had that week where it’s been 90 and humid everyday. It makes it fun to go out for a walk. I’ve been doing that plenty.
It was a nice spring. Always a pleasant and cool day. Not too much rain either. I think although being in doors makes it hard to judge.
I wish the weather was worse. It would force everyone back in doors. We need for you to stay home to stop the spread of the rona. You do it now and maybe in the winter we can go out again. But wear a mask.
