What the FUCK am I doing?....
....It's only been five days since the last time I gave the ol' fan club an update, but boy does it feel like a lifetime. After a long hard day at work, can you believe all I wanted to do was come home to you people? Yeah, I know, again, please refer to the above begining sentence. However, I DO love you all!!!
So, let's see, at the begining of March, I had quite the laundry list of to do's, remember that? Well, let's see what I have accomplished, shall we?:
-Moving out of 'rent's house April 1- negative (roomies turned out to be NUTS!)
-Doing write ups for photographer for the Baltimore City Paper- negative
-Accomplishing three new pieces for art show, END of April- negative
-Document touring punk band- still in the works
-school- yeah, even that's slipping.....
...Yeah, um, I don't know what my problem is, to be perfectly honest. Perhaps it's my lack of sex. I mean, it has been on the brain a lot lately. I need that just as regularly as clean undies, or even sleep, it seems.
However, in all seriousness, I think it's also this weird, subconscience thing about accomlishing anything. I have yet to figure out if I am anti or pro finishing tasks, but it seems as of late, I am scared of it. I mean, for instance, as per advertised on SG, Rolling Stone is looking to make some lucky schmuck even luckier by reading some faux music review he or she writes and submits. Then, the mag's editors want to throw them into some cushy house with strangers all vying to obtain the same music journalism goal and "people stop being polite, and start getting real", becasue afterall, MTV is going to be playing host to this mundane exscuse for more reality TV. While this sounds to be like something right up my alley, that same alley seems to have deceit and dissapointment lining the gutters and oozing out from the drains.
Like I said, I don't know what the fuck I am doing, but I have GOT to do something soon. I have got to get my shit together. God I miss the days of Weeble Wobbles and Slip'n'Slides (hehe, or "Stick" depending on whether or not you used dishwashing soap
).
....It's only been five days since the last time I gave the ol' fan club an update, but boy does it feel like a lifetime. After a long hard day at work, can you believe all I wanted to do was come home to you people? Yeah, I know, again, please refer to the above begining sentence. However, I DO love you all!!!
So, let's see, at the begining of March, I had quite the laundry list of to do's, remember that? Well, let's see what I have accomplished, shall we?:
-Moving out of 'rent's house April 1- negative (roomies turned out to be NUTS!)
-Doing write ups for photographer for the Baltimore City Paper- negative
-Accomplishing three new pieces for art show, END of April- negative
-Document touring punk band- still in the works
-school- yeah, even that's slipping.....
...Yeah, um, I don't know what my problem is, to be perfectly honest. Perhaps it's my lack of sex. I mean, it has been on the brain a lot lately. I need that just as regularly as clean undies, or even sleep, it seems.
However, in all seriousness, I think it's also this weird, subconscience thing about accomlishing anything. I have yet to figure out if I am anti or pro finishing tasks, but it seems as of late, I am scared of it. I mean, for instance, as per advertised on SG, Rolling Stone is looking to make some lucky schmuck even luckier by reading some faux music review he or she writes and submits. Then, the mag's editors want to throw them into some cushy house with strangers all vying to obtain the same music journalism goal and "people stop being polite, and start getting real", becasue afterall, MTV is going to be playing host to this mundane exscuse for more reality TV. While this sounds to be like something right up my alley, that same alley seems to have deceit and dissapointment lining the gutters and oozing out from the drains.
Like I said, I don't know what the fuck I am doing, but I have GOT to do something soon. I have got to get my shit together. God I miss the days of Weeble Wobbles and Slip'n'Slides (hehe, or "Stick" depending on whether or not you used dishwashing soap
).
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Hope you find your goals sweetie the roads long n winding but it also goes somewhere.
Have a top weekend from your uncle bash seeesya