Keeping Up with the Ogles
I would not describe myself as an overly prideful person. Aside from being one of the seven deadly sins, it slows down the creative and working processes and gets in the way of everyday life. I take pride in my work, but don’t get carried away. At my many jobs, I wash dishes, fetch all manner of goods, and generally do whatever task I–or my superiors–think might need doing, without regard to pride or the state of my apron. When not at work, I fall a lot, I sing with reckless abandon, I blog about Star Wars memorabilia. and have been known to take ridiculous pictures.
Perhaps they were made by a six year old, but they look excellent on me.
However, I do have some pride.
When a coworker mentioned me in his blog, I realized that it has been a bit since I touched up mine. Though he did not mean to take me to task, I felt a surge of writerly pride.
So, though it is short, it is a post. I was compelled.
I will be back soon with a full sized post, complete with pictures, alliteration, and perhaps a recipe.