Friday, January 14, 2011

I'm Dead. Sorry.

You may or may not have noticed that I haven't posted in a week.

That is because I am dead.

In a ditch.

Covered in snow.

You may or may not remember back about a month ago when I talked about how we all went crazy because snow stuck for a day.  Well, since then Snowpocalypse hit the southeast and Georgia has shut down.  I have been working from home all week.

That may sound nice, but I have been trapped in my bedroom for a week straight.  I was going to tell you about the adventures I had last weekend, but now all I can think of is my wall.

My bedroom wall.  It's all I see.  It's all I know.

I have vague, distant memories of things other than my bedroom wall.  They come to me in dreams.  I remember a thing we used to call "The Sun."  It was glorious.  But I also remember fighting ninjas on an Aztec temple.  Dreams can be like that.

I should tell you about that one sometime.

Anyway, point is, I'll be back to my poorly regularly scheduled bullshit blog soon.  I just need to find someway to resurrect myself from this cold ditch-grave, which is for some reason also my bedroom.

[Edit]
Blizzard Haiku

Warm bedroom prison
Eternal winter beyond
Cold oblivion

5 comments:

goblinkatie said...

You cannot be dead; I'm sorry but I will not allow it. I refuse to live in an Adam Jones-less world.

thelittlepecan.com said...

Hmm. Are you working tomorrow night? I was thinking about hosting a Falcons party where my friends bring me beer.

Adam Jones said...

Katie - All right, fine. Just for you. I'll resurrect myself, but however bad it gets from here on out is all on your head.

Pecanita - Sounds fun. Shoot me an email with the details.

thelittlepecan.com said...

Grr. It never worked out and I did not ignore this on purpose. We will try again soon. I keep forgetting to check the comments on here. I will now add the RSS feed to my outlook.

Sorry!

Adam Jones said...

It's okay. I'm hanging out with Mareta on Friday 1pm-7pm. Feel free to join us if you're able.

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