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Sometimes, people ask me what it's like to work for a famous website. Then I remind them that I don't write for Drunkgamers anymore. But let's say, hypothetically, that peccaui and I didn't spend a good portion of our days logging onto thenewsite from different computers to push the daily hit count up to...uh, 30. Maybe someone would ask me, "Hey Zack, where do you come up with all these neat ideas for content?" Oh yeah this also presupposes that I write for the site in a substantial manner. Let's pretend that's also the case. If so, I might say some nonsense about how it's simple and i just blah blah blah because i'm so blah blah blah. If I said anything besides "Trying to be creative on command sucks," then all it is is "blah blah blah".
Not that I hate being creative. Being creative is nice. It's nice when you get a good idea and things just flow out of your fingers. But what really sucks is when you have a good idea and realize how much you take it for granted. That epiphany will happen right around the time where you're trying to come up with something decent under the gun. In the old days working for DG, I was expected to come up with one article a week, so I never really felt rushed or that I was having to push through good material that needed more development. Does that mean that everything i wrote for DG was good? Oh my goodness gracious no. But there's a serious contrast between that and now, when we only update three times a week and it seems like I have to set aside time to get anything done.
Mathematically that makes no sense. At least it doesn't until you consider the variables that I conveniently left out of the formula: the social life. In the old days, I didn't have one. I went out on Friday and Saturday night but any other time of the week I was easy to find. Online. I usually had better things to do, and a lot of the time I wasn't even really entertained. It was just something to do. Now I am out every night, I have TIVO, and I have a girlfriend. Whoops. The internet loses. I mean, I win. But the creative things that i used to spend that time on miss out.
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It doesn't mean that I don't care about writing and blah blah blah. It just means that I don't care enough to do it more than hit a beer bong and ask for a girl's number just to see if I can get it. So then peccaui get's dragged into it because he's been making the trains run on time and shit. If he's the railroad authority, I'm Amtrak. My trains don't arrive, and when they do, they arrive on fire.but he's been really patient with me so far because...well i have no clue really. But in the case patience is probably not a virtue. What i could probably use is a beating. In fact, I'm so out of control and arrogant that I'm not even going to finish this this properly. I'm just going to leave the room and go pick up a girl from work. Don't believe me?
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