Denny’s vow of celibacy
You got that right Haruppi! Too much thinking can cause yourself a lot of stress!
Something has been bothering me lately. I feel that I should not write any more blog posts, because I need to dedicate more time to writing and publication in my professional life. My job “processing agricultural chemical orders” has not been going very well. I have not been making the kind of accomplishments that I really need to make. I didn’t keep up with technology. I get poor reviews. I am not in line for raises.
A couple of months ago, I told myself that I would not spend any more time on social media until I made a major accomplishment at work. Either complete a major project … publish an industry article … or actually help one of my colleagues. Well, I stopped posting (only two posts in two months), but I STILL did not get anything done at work. All I accomplished was that I was just making myself very unhappy because I could not write about topics I like … animes I have seen, Pokémon nicknames, kimono styles, or JPop music I love.
I really hated not writing on WP because when the Pokémon Go mobile game launched, my Pokémon Nicknames posts started getting hundreds of views every day! I would really like to create more posts. (Note: My “Pokémon Nicknames” is often not really about Pokemon nicknames. It is often just a jumping off point for some other rant on popular culture or my old man stories. The Sunflora example linked here.)
It is frustrating because I have the OPPOSITE problem of writers block. I have many ideas for blog posts, but I feel guilty if I use my time to write them. I feel that I should not waste time on pop culture and entertainment social media … when I know I should be developing myself professionally.
It does not help, that I genuinely despise my work. I try to look on the humorous side when possible. I don’t like the field, and I can’t understand why any young person would ever want to go into it. Why stay? Oh yeah, it is easy — and I have pretty good job security. (On a bad day, I can just close my office door, put on a Hanako Oku concert DVD, listen to headphones and be instantly transported.) I know I could not find another job that pays as well for someone my age. … but it is like living a lie. If I could write my blogs for a living … I sure would.

Oh… you were so sweet. Your suggestions for “tropical fertilization” were a nice gesture, Kodama-san.
You kids should have seen me in my younger days though. All full of piss and vinegar — writing articles in the industry … traveling to conferences … educating the young interns. (Cut to scene of young Denny in business suit – jingling his pocket change: “I’ve got you’re your fertilizer right here”. I was cashing in, moving up, blazing new trails … and … and all … “put it on my tab.” Now I’m deadwood.
I need to rededicate myself to professional life – and that means no blogging. I need to redeem myself.
I will still check in with some of my blogging friends once in a while. It is also frustrating not being able to read all of YOUR posts. Just today, I was scrolling down through all of these WP articles I would like to read and comment on, but I feel like I would be letting my family down if I use up time when I should be chasing a raise.

Sorry Haruka, I can’t see the entire message … but I would still not be able to ANYTHING you out — until I get some real work done!
I am going to take a solemn vow. I am not going to post anything on WordPress until I actually make an accomplishment in my professional life.
I will still check in on your posts and make comments, but I will post no new articles. I can’t live without MorningBerryz48 idols blog, and I depend on The Otaku Judge to advise me on which anime to choose. I should be a better role model for young Matthew. All of you who routinely read and “like” my posts …. I will see you down there at the “likes” area … and I will be checking in. The next time you see Pokemon nicknames, Kimonos on Monday, or a list of risqué jokes about Japanese idols, that means that I have turned it around.
Starlight: Eight years of this Ronin life.
I HEAR YOU!