It's hard for me to think of a correlation between frequency of posts to life happiness. It's a tough mathematical play.
I'm pretty sure some of the following are true though.
Actual Post Frequency = Avg. Post Frequency * Busyness Factor
where Busyness Factor is defined as (Average Busyness / Current Busyness)
Actual Post Frequency = Avg. Post Frequency * SolitudeFactor
where Solitude Factor is defined as (Current Solitude Rating / Average Solitude Rating"
where Solitude Rating is based on a scale of 1 to 10 where 10 is the highest possible solitude.
What also happens is that sometimes my creativity/cleverness gets diverted to other avenues. In the past this has included making stupid videos, gentleman calling, making stupid things online, nursing crushes, writing stupid things, wooing females, building furniture. Some or all of that may be in play.
Hey, we played work league soccer again tonight for the first time since like late October. I didn't waste any time kicking ass while simultaneously taking names and scoring 2 goals, including the first goal in this second season of work league soccer. I'd buy that for a dollar.
Ostensibly, I know what I'm working on at work for the next 6 months which is a good feeling. But "in this economy" we're in a new era when you never know when you'll get fired aka terminated aka canned aka lopped. I think this is the kind of air of everpresent fear that must have taken place like in 1930's Nazi-Occupied Poland. One minute you're watering the dandelions, the next you're in a concentration camp digging and stuff.
But instead, it would be one minute you're buying cool
Penguin brand shirts and stuff and the next you're selling plasma and semen to make ends meet.
I usually don't like staying up this late but the soccer game got my engines revving. But now my memory is fading again.
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But, when the time comes...
Semen isn't worth that much. You might want to go back to the drawing board.