The Comments

I confess that I doubt your ability to stay away from blogging for a week.

I also confess that I have found the most wonderful product to help break my diet coke habit. Sparkling water in cans. Oh yes. I love me some sparkling water, but when it is in the can, I almost think I'm drinking diet coke. It's a wonderful invention.


I confess that I too have a whole load of work to get done by next week. I have to organise and perhaps present and international speech contest, make the flyers and continue to organise a documentary film festival for this October and somewhere inbetween all that write my thesis and date.

I shall continue to comment (not that anyone really is that bothered about that, at least not as bothered I am about Adam not posting...)


I confess that I can't write worth a damn today.

I confess that my comment on Anthony's Wednesday translation post may have come off sounding insulting and patronizing, even though that wasn't my intent.

Enjoy your holiday from blogging, Adam!


I confess that I am moving out on my current roommate because I got offered a job in Nashville that I just can't turn down.


I confess that I shall miss The Girl when she leaves Washington tomorrow. It will become difficult for me to enforce her territorial rights while she's in another country. I shall also miss Costco, but not in the same way.


I did lose two sentences. Whatever though, we all got issues.

I confess that I'm a bit worried about picking up the slack. Oh well. Further, I confess that I am little worried about flying to England now and, further, that I am beginning to agree with people when they claim that I don't think anyone is innocent (I know, Ward Churchill is a bastard and he said that so I must be a bastard) and thus the kind of horrible violence we witness daily, from Baghdad, the Congo, London, is somewhat to be expected given our passions.


I confess that I ruined Adam's google ads, and that I was mean to a kid this morning.


I confess that I don't think that Adam's anger at technology is properly Heideggerian at all.


I confess that a translation that humped legs would be kind of funny.


I confess that unlike Adam, I am doing absolutely squat work-wise.


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