things always appear more humourous in your mind then they do in text. My recent jaunts into snaarsissism-land have proven explosive to those around me. Any attempts at humour on his blog has fallen like lead balloons.<\/p>\n
Excuse # 345 for why posts have been sparse:
\n– I go to scho-hehe work every day and come home whereby i am usually not allowed to play on the computer due to several distinct reasons.
\n1) Mary would like to spend time with me, go figure.
\n2) Mary would like to spend time with the computer, go figure.
\n3) I’m in a generalized bad mood and don’t feel like touching it.
\n4) Plans have brough me elsewhere, and not within the use of the computer.<\/p>\n
Anyways nuff excuses…. when i get my own computer i will make more posts, i promise. <\/p>\n
When it comes down to it this is the crux of my life right now. I’ve been away from my own computer for over a month, going on two months. Work has been going well, but i can’t decompress because i can’t unplug myself. I’ve noticed a general degredation in my mood as the days go further and further away from having shipped my computer off.<\/p>\n
It isn’t just because i have a computer, but in the end it is also because i’m clueless as to the goings-on of my computer situation. I have yet to recieve any form of compensation, but ups has officially robbed me of my damaged pc. This depresses me tremendously because at least before i could try and salvage it, now i’m dangling on a thin line that could or could not have broken. That thin line is the line supplied by ups in the hopes of compensation.<\/p>\n
So imagine me a shadow and here is a quote <\/p>\n
PUCK
\nIf we shadows have offended,
\nThink but this, and all is mended,
\nThat you have but slumber’d here
\nWhile these visions did appear.
\nAnd this weak and idle theme,
\nNo more yielding but a dream,
\nGentles, do not reprehend:
\nif you pardon, we will mend:
\nAnd, as I am an honest Puck,
\nIf we have unearned luck
\nNow to ‘scape the serpent’s tongue,
\nWe will make amends ere long;
\nElse the Puck a liar call;
\nSo, good night unto you all.
\nGive me your hands, if we be friends,
\nAnd Robin shall restore amends.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"things always appear more humourous in your mind then they do in text. My recent jaunts into snaarsissism-land have proven explosive to those around me. Any attempts at humour on his blog has fallen like lead balloons. Excuse # 345 for why posts have been sparse: – I go to scho-hehe work every day and […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[2],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-345","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-entries"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/happypoet.com\/arglor\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/345","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/happypoet.com\/arglor\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/happypoet.com\/arglor\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/happypoet.com\/arglor\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/happypoet.com\/arglor\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=345"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/happypoet.com\/arglor\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/345\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/happypoet.com\/arglor\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=345"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/happypoet.com\/arglor\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=345"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/happypoet.com\/arglor\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=345"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}