... but I just can't write about work, can I?
When you start one of these here blogs, you really have to stop and think about what you will write. And the truth of the matter is that you can't really write down the nasty thoughts you have about your friends or relative (not that I have any, mind you), nor about how your significant other slowly grinds the life out of your ears with her (or his) snoring that isn't-really-snoring-just-loud-breathing (not that my significant other does, of course), nor anything about work.
It's the last part that bothers me now. The first two I made up, obviously (*cough*) but the last one...
I just went through a work day that made me think "I should share this with others". But I can't. At least, not in a public forum. Actually, not in a recorded public forum, 'cause, heck, you can bitch about work in a restaurant all you want, right? And last I checked, a restaurant is a public place, if not a forum. Anyways, it's not that I want to bitch about work or anything but even if I did, or even if I wanted to say how perfect something is at work, I just can't. Only my friends and relatives actually know who I work for, and I would never write it down here, but even then I can't say anything. Well, that's not quite true: I can say that I can't say anything. And we all know that something isn't nothing, by definition. I mean, the absence of anything precludes thought, for thought is something, therefore you can't think about nothing because your thought of nothing is a thought to begin with which is not nothing, as we just explained. And even more so of anything, because anything in the context of saying it means much more than a thought and, though nothingness does not care by what quantity it gets negated, it at least becomes much clearer to multiple parties of a conversation that it definitely is not nothing.
And somewhere that made sense...
