Friday, July 15, 2005
(7:53 AM) | Adam Kotsko:
Friday Afternoon Confessional: The Return Edition
[Sorry about the delay -- Blogger was giving me a lot of trouble this morning. Welcome back, I suppose.]
The main reason I wanted to take the week off from blogging was to dedicate myself more fully to the task of completing my review of La Déclosion : Déconstruction du christianisme, 1 by Jean-Luc Nancy. It was due today, but I turned it in yesterday morning, having finished it more expeditiously than planned because Ted had offered to look over it (since it is, after all, my first-ever review) and he was leaving town yesterday afternoon. Still -- and this constitutes my first confession of this, the Return Edition -- I decided to continue my hiatus for the announced period specifically to avoid proving The Girl right.
I confess that I will miss The Girl while she is in Mexico, for which she leaves Sunday. And I think it's safe to say that we will all miss her, as she has become an essential part of The Weblog Commenting Landscape.
I confess that yesterday I became so annoyed by having to select from a little pull-down menu every time I copy and paste text that I finally did the work-around. Does it require checking a box to change the default? No. Does it require writing a menu and remapping the shortcut keys? Yes. Would the former be better? Infinitely. (Does anyone recognize that this is a Rumsfeld impersonation? Probably not.) In fact, I confess that in the course of my work, in which I do a lot of work that requires transfering data among Mozilla, Acrobat, Excel, and Word, I have come up with so many computer-related complaints that I doubt I'll have time for anything else in the next Tuesday hatred.
I confess that I had forgotten how irritable I become if I don't have my normal ration of coffee, until I inadvertantly fell out of my rhythm earlier this week and was plotting the death of Anthony, Hayley, and each and every feline and domesticated rodent living in the house, together with the kids playing basketball in the alley.
I confess that sometimes I make coffee in the evening just because I feel like it will make me feel happier, and I never have any trouble getting to sleep. I confess that I considered breaking my caffeine addiction after reading this post about how to become an early riser (via Ogged), but the aforementioned episode made me think that if I'm actually going to do it, I need to pick a weekend, or maybe an entire month, when Anthony and Hayley are gone and I can do all the necessary weeping and gnashing of teeth. I also confess that I worry that my teeth are getting yellow from drinking coffee, and if I ever have a cigarette, I always floss extra hard that night to make sure I don't have any black marks between my bottom front teeth -- because, completely unsurprisingly, I have traditionally had Perfect Teeth.
[UPDATE: I originally was going to include this, but one of my experiments was to remove these couple lines, because Bitch had said the animated .gif caused a problem at her site. It seems particularly appropriate today, given the 5-hour battle I had with Blogger:
I confess that the above is the best animated .gif of all time (from here, passed along by Bitch PhD in a private chat room for two, otherwise known as AOL Instant Messenger). {SUB-UPDATE: But it's been removed due to popular pressure. Plus I'm getting sick of it.}]
I confess that I have been neglecting my German throughout my break, and I especially confess that I have been neglecting Clement of Alexandria (whom I footnote in the review that was the entire purpose of the break -- hence, we have completed the circle, and you can all confess now).
Thank you for your time.
[LATE-BREAKING CONFESSION: I confess that, looking over the stats, I saw a major jump in traffic at 9:00am -- three times the number of hits for that hour throughout this week. Clearly, people were looking for the Confessional. Those figures make me even more annoyed that Blogger's chronic unreliability kept me from giving you the confessional forum you crave, especially after such a long absense.]
