So, I had an exceptionally odd weekend… I had one friend go awol on a visit, but considering it’s father’s day, and was visiting his family, that’s hardly a suprise. What is really odd, though is I got a call from a number I didn’t recognize. Assuming a cell phone transition had happened since his relocation I dialed it back and got a groggy voice. As this person has a tendency to be asleep at any given hour of the day, I just said his name, which he responded to in a confused way… he did not know who I was, however and was sure his roommate chris had called me and would call back. 2 hours later the roomie call and demanded to speak with some chick (avy-anne?, favian?… something..) and it turns out my number is one digit off some former interest (I didn’t ask, but got the feeling things were rocky) who’s nickname ‘avie’? happened to sound quite a bit like ‘abbey’ to a groggy person who happened to have the same name as the guy I was expecting a call from. That sort of eerieness typified my weekend.<\/p>\n
I’m probably going to follow this up with a technical blog, mainly because I’ve been doing a lot of associated work as of late and feel the need to vent. But I feel that a blog like this, while being devoid of any lasting value has much more legitimacy than some douchebag’s opinion about the intricacies of some banal pursuit.<\/p>\n
So, I’ll throw caution to the wind, because I’m sure this is all about self-expression, I’m sure this site would never devlove into a demographics experiment and meta data harvesting tool for news corp… surely…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
So, I had an exceptionally odd weekend… I had one friend go awol on a visit, but considering it’s father’s day, and was visiting his family, that’s hardly a suprise. What is really odd, though is I got a call from a number I didn’t recognize. Assuming a cell phone transition had happened since his … Continue reading