You know I could have had another Charley update done by now

…but no, I chose to spend the entire night looking at blogs including Cute Things in Paint, WTF Forever 21 and Zooborns. (Oh, and at Executed Today, where I have a new guest entry today. The Headsman edits my entries a bit, always to their benefit. Check it out, peeps!)

The missing people were neglected, but I did squeal and laugh a lot. A girl’s gotta have fun. But then I look at the long list of cases to add/update and feel guilty.

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13 thoughts on “You know I could have had another Charley update done by now

  1. Princess Shantae August 13, 2011 / 11:29 am

    If you set a goal that you would do say six updates every day and stuck with it, you’d feel less guilty, and you’d also have days when you found you were able to go over the minimum you set for yourself. When you skip days is when you have the updates piling up and seeing the pileup is what makes you feel guilty. They won’t pile up quite so fast if you keep at it steady.

    • Meaghan August 14, 2011 / 12:59 pm

      Alas, six would not do if I wanted to keep up. 😦 Even my usual output of twenty is not sufficient, now that NamUs has come along. With that enormous source and all my others, I sometimes add fifteen or twenty cases in a day to my to-add folder, and there are always updates to do.

      But your suggestion might be a good one to make me at least FEEL like I’ve accomplished something.

  2. Justin August 13, 2011 / 1:11 pm

    You can’t make your life all about just one thing, or your perception of reality will get too distorted. Sometimes you just need to take a break away from even something you love. Don’t feel guilty about it. You haven’t abandoned your work and the Universe will not condemn you for not focusing every available spare moment on your site.

    Did you ever see that episode of the Twilight Zone when they restarted the series in the 1980s titled “The Curious Case of Edgar Witherspoon” with the actor Harry Morgan? He played an elderly man with a huge Rube Goldberg machine filling his apartment that he had to tinker with constantly because it was the ‘thing’ that keeps the world from going “poof!”. He always needed something like a rollerskate key or something to attach to it or Bora Bora would sink beneath the ocean or the like.

    This is not your fate Meaghan. Take a breath and feel free to enjoy life from time to time guilt free.

  3. Kat August 13, 2011 / 6:31 pm

    That’s alright, I’ve spent the last two days back on jetpunk, doing all kinds of crazy quizzes. My husband thinks I’m nuts.

    • Meaghan August 14, 2011 / 12:59 pm

      I like Jetpunk too, but I’m mostly a Sporcle girl.

      • Kat August 14, 2011 / 7:28 pm

        Well, you hooked me on jetpunk, but I don’t know what sporcle is. Another quiz site?

    • Kat August 13, 2011 / 9:53 pm

      Very weird, read this yesterday, from what I understand it was a vacant second floor, and the cops said if he had yelled that no one would have heard since he was so far up. Still,w hat a way to go. They’ve closed the case from what I gather, I just wonder what on earth he was doing…robbery, big fat ooops, or what? I mean, who does that????

  4. Princess Shantae August 13, 2011 / 9:04 pm

    I heard about that! There’s a story like that every year it seems, somebody tries to break into a building through the chimney or the roof ducts and get stuck. There was one in Texas, a woman, (its usually men that do that) who got stuck in the vents of a steak house and wasn’t found for a month. Makes you wonder how they never smelled her.

    • Meaghan August 13, 2011 / 9:56 pm

      My family used to own this enormous six-bedroom “log cabin” (actually a house with a log facade) in Michigan. It had a huge fireplace that, as a child (up until age nine or so), I could stand up in. I remember going to have a look to see if Santa could fit inside the chimney. He could not have — even at five, the opening was too small for ME to get inside it. It was only about the size of a manila envelope.

      • Kat August 14, 2011 / 7:27 pm

        That was the jist of why he couldn’t get out..the chimney narrowed to that kind of point and that was it…I still wonder though unused floor and all, how no one smelled a thing, at least.

  5. marycarney August 13, 2011 / 9:19 pm

    OK – in our small town, the owner of the local bar was leaving very late one night last winter, and as he’s locking the front door on his way out hears a faint ‘help’. Local loser has coated himself in crisco and tried to enter the diner next door, only to get stuck in the exhaust vent from the deep fryers. Turns out the cops had actually given him a ride to the location as he was walking along a dark road and it was cold out.
    He will live forever in local lore a ‘The Crisco Kid’!
    And Meaghan – guilt? For enjoying yourself? Banish the thought!

    • Kat August 13, 2011 / 9:52 pm

      Was this the dude I saw on COPS or World’s Dumbest or something? Or was that another moron entirely. It seems to me I’ve seen more than one dumbass hauled out of a vent right before they died. Idjits.

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