EDitorial ± 23-Sep-2005
Day 23 === The Tired Twentythird
Been spending a lot of (my own) time on a new website lately, the one that was initially deemed overly arty & clever, ranging from a 2:30am finish last Friday night/morning to too many nearly-1am sessions over the past few nights. And waddya know, a couple of people at work today remarked on my weary appearance and, as a bonus, my eczema has resurfaced. That's the price of making the internet a better place, ha!
Read a piece this afternoon about Discardia, which is basically a nouveau term for chucking things out. I've been making my own attempts at this recently. My approach is to get a bunch of bin bags, a chunky felt tip and a roll of sticky labels, then up we go into the loft. Nearby items are placed into one of three bags:
Just felt the bumps on my neck: gonna be another late one tonight.
Read a piece this afternoon about Discardia, which is basically a nouveau term for chucking things out. I've been making my own attempts at this recently. My approach is to get a bunch of bin bags, a chunky felt tip and a roll of sticky labels, then up we go into the loft. Nearby items are placed into one of three bags:
- dump --- most things
- sell --- better stuff
- charity --- not so good stuff
Just felt the bumps on my neck: gonna be another late one tonight.