Will the last person to leave PD...

[Doktor Howl]

...Turn the lights out, please?

[Suu]

And get the coffee pot for that matter.

[Nephew Twiddleton]

And flush the toilet. We do want our security deposit back.

[Doktor Howl]

Yeah, well, I'm not flouncing from PD, but I'll be looking for a board that people post on, to help pass the slow part of my workday.

[Nephew Twiddleton]

Yeah, well, I'm not flouncing from PD, but I'll be looking for a board that people post on, to help pass the slow part of my workday.

I'm still in the process of moving. I'll start posting more in about 5 days.

[PopeTom]

You just need to have your slow work day when everyone else does.  

Conform!

[Doktor Howl]

Yeah, well, I'm not flouncing from PD, but I'll be looking for a board that people post on, to help pass the slow part of my workday.

I'm still in the process of moving. I'll start posting more in about 5 days.

Ain't here to yell at people.

Some have too many things going on.

A few decided we didn't measure up.

Some started their own boards.

Some might just not have anything to say.

Etc.

But the fact is, this place is deader than Michelle Malkins' frontal lobes.

[Nephew Twiddleton]

Yeah, well, I'm not flouncing from PD, but I'll be looking for a board that people post on, to help pass the slow part of my workday.

I'm still in the process of moving. I'll start posting more in about 5 days.

Ain't here to yell at people.

Some have too many things going on.

A few decided we didn't measure up.

Some started their own boards.

Some might just not have anything to say.

Etc.

But the fact is, this place is deader than Michelle Malkins' frontal lobes.

Well, still going to start posting more next week after I'm settled in.

[Suu]

All work and no play make Kaousuu go...

[Doktor Howl]

All work and no play make Kaousuu go...

Ain't here to yell at people.

[Suu]

Oh I know, Boss. But it seems like the entire board somehow got a case of the real life.

[Doktor Howl]

Oh I know, Boss. But it seems like the entire board somehow got a case of the real life.

A massive loss of Slack™, indeed.

I haven't seen it as bad as this since 2006.  LMNO and I were talking about how this was just one of those slow periods.

That was 3 months ago.

[Suu]

I actually started a ton of writings back in January that just sorta....fizzled. I still have them. I don't know why I didn't finish them, especially the Seven Hills of Providence.

[Doktor Howl]

I actually started a ton of writings back in January that just sorta....fizzled. I still have them. I don't know why I didn't finish them, especially the Seven Hills of Providence.

Yeah, I'm going to have to finish Anachronisms offline and then cut & paste.

[Eater of Clowns]

I've been having house guests for a while.  They just showed up one day.  I can't remember if I woke up to them or they just snuck in one day or if I invited them in for coffee or something.  Sometimes they do that.  They'll stay for a little while and be on their way rather of their own accord.

They've been here a while though.

Since day one I've just been trying to convince myself that they'll be out in short order.  I never know.  This time, I don't know when they'll go and I'm very, very concerned that they won't.

I've been doing the normal thing when they're around.  Staying somewhat active, pursuing a social life, all that.  But then when it's over it doesn't seem like it's made a fuck lot of difference.  The guests are still living in my place.

It's a funny thing they do, too.  They're polite in every sense of guests.  They don't eat all the food or keep the lights on.  They're quiet and tidy.  But when it's a nice sunny day outside and they're around, well, it's too hot to really dive into anything.  Or when it's a cool summer night, eh, there's always another one, then one after that so why even bother.  One of them removed the mirror from the bathroom and the other unplugged the music speakers; they've hidden the spices and perfumed the air into a generically chemical air freshener.

They talk.  Just loud enough so I can hear a word here or there with no music to drown it out.

"He's realy going to be there for a while.  And really, why shouldn't he be, with the econmy the way it is.  Might as well stagnate at the place, right?"

"Really a Veronica kind of guy, you know?  Always going to want the one that he can't quite get."

"He has no real need to start that next piece.  Nor any plan on where to take it.  And maybe he's right, the words will fail him."

I look at them good and hard and I know they're wrong.  But they look at me like it doesn't matter to them in the least, really, and they'll go on repeating it.

So after a while with nothing to do about them, the words come out wrong.  Bitter and resentful and unnecessary.  They're scathing to the last syllable and just lies that I've come to believe myself.  Words that I know are wrong and aren't really how I feel but can't do anything about.  I don't want to do that, not to the good people I know, and I know how transparent it all is so I just stick with the house guests.

They are, after all, my house guests.