Daily Elysium: We Got Nothin'
Certis and I have been trading ICQ messages back and forth for a good percentage of the day. To paraphrase in a very general and embellished way he says, "Boy I (thinly veiled excuse). So I can't post right now. Why don't you get off your lazy posterior and contribute for once in your miserable excuse for a life."
To wit, I respond, "I would but I have a nasty hangnail! Also my socks are smelly and must be washed!" And so it went for several hours. Honestly, I'm pretty sure we both thought about posting something on the new Sims Expansion, but I doubt anyone here cares, and you could probably just write the standard contrivances that pass for jokes about The Sims yourself. I tried to come up with something witty and insightful to say, but I'm pretty sure that playing Everquest last night did some kind of cerebral damage. Anyway, the fundamental thing I need to get across to you is:Today ... we got nothin'.
I'm serious. Nothing. Not even a decent read more. It's alright to feel cheated now.