Das Hier #38
Damn your human crackers that are meant to be eaten with soup and cheese, though not with these crackers. These are the soup kind.
Only I didn't have soup. I just had crackers.
I am not at all happy with myself.
And not just because of the lunch of crackers and nothing else.
I did not write at all this morning and cannot stay and write for the rest of the third to make up for the morning.
I also didn't draw, so for the third day you get nothing but the words.
So you can imagine that I am kicking myself as well I should because that is a shameful use of my time.
And yes, I am feeling very human right now.
You are correct about this being used as an insult, because I am. And I'm not sorry if it hurts your feelings because it will only hurt the feelings of the weak who cannot laugh at themselves.
Those people know who they are, even if they will lash out and say that it isn't them and try to say that it is others.
So let us all laugh at you.
Ha ha ha
Yes, it was just me.
But I'm okay with that.
As for my day. I am certainly not okay with that and better have a real good 4th or I am going to most upset with myself.
Sadly, I fear that I will in fact feel bad because that's asking for the kind of day that I have not had too often of late.
The exception of course being Monday. But I know that I am not going to have that kind of 4th today.
Oh bother.
This is what happens when I don't have a drawing to go along with my writing, I am certainly less inspired.
And now I have to go and do other things, hoping that when I come back, or yes, if I come back, that I come back with inspiration in my back pocket and wow you with something more.
Be well humans. I mock you at times, but know that I do it with love and respect.
Franklin, I made a terrible mistake asking you to take a break because I didn't want our effort to be made on your back.
But now I realize that we can's do it without you.
At least not now, so please, return to the fray and write your heart out because we need you if this effort of ours is to be successful.
Now that I have made then public ask, I am sure that I will need to make a private one too because it warrants one.
As to what his answer will be, I can only guess. He might let us twist in the wind and only save us in the final weeks of the decayear.
He is a human after all and you humans can be real dicks sometimes.
Though he's owed some leeway in this because I did ask him to stop writing because I was sure that we could handle the great doing without him.
Clearly we can't. Not right now at least.
Oh bother.
We are not going to write a thousand words this day, but at least we have reached half of that and there is still time to get close to that goodly goal.
How close I can only guess, but until I have supped on the heavenly slices that you humans call pizza, those deliciously sweet fruits you call clementines and the perfect dessert that is cookies, though the cookies that I have are far from perfect, they will do until I return from a little journey that I will be undertaking.
But not to worry, I will still be able to continue posting my blogs if you were worried about that.
Though judging by the small number of you humans who read me here, that's not likely now is it?
And for anyone asking, no, aliens don't read blogs so it's on you humans to read my musings, observations and bits of stories that you surely like, but are seemingly shy to share your appreciation of it with me.
But it is what it is and I just have to write better.
And not get distracted by things either because I got distracted and stopped writing when I could have used that time to write and maybe I would have actually folund my way to 1000 words for the day but it's too late now.
Then again, it is what it is and I just, we just have to write better and more.
Hopefully, Franklin will be back to the writing sooner than later because without him, we're going to fall well short of the millionized decayear.
Date
02-12-20
Time
Only I didn't have soup. I just had crackers.
I am not at all happy with myself.
And not just because of the lunch of crackers and nothing else.
I did not write at all this morning and cannot stay and write for the rest of the third to make up for the morning.
I also didn't draw, so for the third day you get nothing but the words.
So you can imagine that I am kicking myself as well I should because that is a shameful use of my time.
And yes, I am feeling very human right now.
You are correct about this being used as an insult, because I am. And I'm not sorry if it hurts your feelings because it will only hurt the feelings of the weak who cannot laugh at themselves.
Those people know who they are, even if they will lash out and say that it isn't them and try to say that it is others.
So let us all laugh at you.
Ha ha ha
Yes, it was just me.
But I'm okay with that.
As for my day. I am certainly not okay with that and better have a real good 4th or I am going to most upset with myself.
Sadly, I fear that I will in fact feel bad because that's asking for the kind of day that I have not had too often of late.
The exception of course being Monday. But I know that I am not going to have that kind of 4th today.
Oh bother.
This is what happens when I don't have a drawing to go along with my writing, I am certainly less inspired.
And now I have to go and do other things, hoping that when I come back, or yes, if I come back, that I come back with inspiration in my back pocket and wow you with something more.
Be well humans. I mock you at times, but know that I do it with love and respect.
Franklin, I made a terrible mistake asking you to take a break because I didn't want our effort to be made on your back.
But now I realize that we can's do it without you.
At least not now, so please, return to the fray and write your heart out because we need you if this effort of ours is to be successful.
Now that I have made then public ask, I am sure that I will need to make a private one too because it warrants one.
As to what his answer will be, I can only guess. He might let us twist in the wind and only save us in the final weeks of the decayear.
He is a human after all and you humans can be real dicks sometimes.
Though he's owed some leeway in this because I did ask him to stop writing because I was sure that we could handle the great doing without him.
Clearly we can't. Not right now at least.
Oh bother.
We are not going to write a thousand words this day, but at least we have reached half of that and there is still time to get close to that goodly goal.
How close I can only guess, but until I have supped on the heavenly slices that you humans call pizza, those deliciously sweet fruits you call clementines and the perfect dessert that is cookies, though the cookies that I have are far from perfect, they will do until I return from a little journey that I will be undertaking.
But not to worry, I will still be able to continue posting my blogs if you were worried about that.
Though judging by the small number of you humans who read me here, that's not likely now is it?
And for anyone asking, no, aliens don't read blogs so it's on you humans to read my musings, observations and bits of stories that you surely like, but are seemingly shy to share your appreciation of it with me.
But it is what it is and I just have to write better.
And not get distracted by things either because I got distracted and stopped writing when I could have used that time to write and maybe I would have actually folund my way to 1000 words for the day but it's too late now.
Then again, it is what it is and I just, we just have to write better and more.
Hopefully, Franklin will be back to the writing sooner than later because without him, we're going to fall well short of the millionized decayear.
Charles Petrie
Date
02-12-20
Time
15:35-16:01=026 And Untimed
Word Count
Word Count
361+437=798
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