.: Someone has pulled up my site using the search phrase "working for Kosco".
I'm not sure how I feel about that. There are 2 possibilities that come to mind almost immediately. The second is that someone may be looking for yours truly, and decided that "working for Kosco" would be a better search phrase than my name.
The first possibility is that someone was looking for information about "working for Kosco" and the poor bastard found my site. Which may be enough to put you off of working for Kosco. Because, hey, obviously I'm too overworked to update regularly.
That and I'm lazy and depressed.
Apparently, anyway.
Oh, third possibility just occurred to me. It could be the second possibility but with a twist. Someone could be looking for me because I work at Kosco! Someone like a customer whom I have pissed off and made want to take revenge on me. This is so possible, that it's almost likely.
Or not.
.: Been real slow with the comics and Ill-advertised stuff. Like almost a month slow.
I'm lazy and depressed.
Apparently, anyway.
.: But seriously. It has come to my attention, that even though I don't really feel depressed, I may be in the throes of some semi-serious depression. I mean, for all intents and purposes, my life has really taken a downward turn when "my" kids were taken from me and moved down to Florida. I was really sad when they left, but I figured "of course I'm sad. Who wouldn't be, right?"
But I haven't really been doing much since Pip left. At all, I mean.
No writing. Not really going out. I work, I come home, I write about fifty words on a story I have no interest in, I smoke a cigarette and go to bed.
I haven't been like that in years. Not since I "had" kids.
I don't know what to do with myself. At all.
Suck it up, Bob. The first step to recovery is admitting that you have a problem. And I do. I really miss them, and it's fucking with me.
Okay. Let's try and shake this, shall we? I'd rather not post for months at a time due to being busy or lazy, rather than this.
AB
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Ive missed you, you depressed prick. You missed my christmas party for the first time in years, didnt return my calls and never update your site. I even sent you text messages (although I dont know if you can even get text messages). My last treatment was last week, Im starting to feel better (ive been pretty depressed myself). Trying to get life back to normal.
Ive been feeling rather bob-less lately.
It’s going around men.
I haven’t been this depressed, morose, and without hope in better part of 20 years. That’s saying something for me. Won’t bore anyone with all the reasons. They’re a lot more diverse and complex than people think they understand. But a critical juncture is upon us. Personally I think a turn for the worse is a better idea than no turn at all. Somethings gotta turn though. Who of us has the know how and resources to change things effectively enough? My bets on AB. Do it like a Russian gymnast. Let’s put on some Cure and get postmodern on each other baby.