every so often i adopt a new fun thing to say to people, at vaguely appropriate but unusual times. This week it's: i love all god's creatures. it keeps getting funnier every time i say it. today i got a simultaneous response of "oh, shut up" and "go fuck your self". I laughed and laughed. this was from my best friend and his gf.
when i go to bed, or wake in the deep of the night, i imagine a whole plan of how things can go the next day. i imagine me accomplishing these vital things i need to do, me wandering around town, being responsible, taking care of business, etc. then i wake late, wander about, eat, email, bullshit, read, generally procrastinate or actually loose complete track of time, and get roughly nothing done. I can't blame anyone but myself for this lackadaisical bullshitter's crutch, but it is annoying.
I'm also stressing out about a surprisingly deeps felt need to acquire a career or slap some good ol' fashioned success under my belt, rather than all these lovely dead end jobs. IT is slowly driving me apeshit, and eating away at my soul. I'm also several weeks past beginning to think AK is not the place for me. i miss places with culture, and vibrance, and although i do like it here, i just don't feel quite right. maybe it's just not my color, my cut of suit, just a little too far outside my comfort zone. well wtfever the case, i can't go anywhere just yet, as i've assfucked my finances with a 17" auger bit drill and a handfull of napalm coated chainsaws, not to put too fine a point on it.
On the bright side, witness my recent poor health, i'll not be going out drinking too much anymore (maybe a bit in Cali), since this has resulted in more incidences of
ing in the past 5 months than in the previous 10 years.
i was goin to post an average day in the life of me post, but then i got sick, and everything got all fucked up, and i remembered it's all just boring salt mine stamping license plates kinda shit anyway, so why bother.
i would be a much less happier person without this venue for my rantings, and i'm quite glad of the stroke of chance that lead me here. to date this is still the best birthday present i've treated myself to. even so, i do get kinda bummed when nobody posts a response
hmm, what else seems to be rattleing around in my little brain to night... me and my friends sometimes speak in a hyphenated code of slang and half jokes, movie quotes and random sarcastic brilliance. most people can't keep up, and we have to patiently march the conversation backwards to get them up to speed, or just let them flounder and not give a flying waahooo. I also believe i talk too much, even if what i have to say is valuable 9 out of 10 just don't listen anyway, and easily half of them actually dislike me for it.
anyway
-when is too much enough?
-when next i move should i aim for San Francisco, or Los Angeles, or *_____* insert town here?
-why does it suck to be single?
when i go to bed, or wake in the deep of the night, i imagine a whole plan of how things can go the next day. i imagine me accomplishing these vital things i need to do, me wandering around town, being responsible, taking care of business, etc. then i wake late, wander about, eat, email, bullshit, read, generally procrastinate or actually loose complete track of time, and get roughly nothing done. I can't blame anyone but myself for this lackadaisical bullshitter's crutch, but it is annoying.
I'm also stressing out about a surprisingly deeps felt need to acquire a career or slap some good ol' fashioned success under my belt, rather than all these lovely dead end jobs. IT is slowly driving me apeshit, and eating away at my soul. I'm also several weeks past beginning to think AK is not the place for me. i miss places with culture, and vibrance, and although i do like it here, i just don't feel quite right. maybe it's just not my color, my cut of suit, just a little too far outside my comfort zone. well wtfever the case, i can't go anywhere just yet, as i've assfucked my finances with a 17" auger bit drill and a handfull of napalm coated chainsaws, not to put too fine a point on it.
On the bright side, witness my recent poor health, i'll not be going out drinking too much anymore (maybe a bit in Cali), since this has resulted in more incidences of
ing in the past 5 months than in the previous 10 years.
i was goin to post an average day in the life of me post, but then i got sick, and everything got all fucked up, and i remembered it's all just boring salt mine stamping license plates kinda shit anyway, so why bother.
i would be a much less happier person without this venue for my rantings, and i'm quite glad of the stroke of chance that lead me here. to date this is still the best birthday present i've treated myself to. even so, i do get kinda bummed when nobody posts a response
hmm, what else seems to be rattleing around in my little brain to night... me and my friends sometimes speak in a hyphenated code of slang and half jokes, movie quotes and random sarcastic brilliance. most people can't keep up, and we have to patiently march the conversation backwards to get them up to speed, or just let them flounder and not give a flying waahooo. I also believe i talk too much, even if what i have to say is valuable 9 out of 10 just don't listen anyway, and easily half of them actually dislike me for it.
anyway
-when is too much enough?
-when next i move should i aim for San Francisco, or Los Angeles, or *_____* insert town here?
-why does it suck to be single?
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and by muni do you mean money, or something much cooler that i am unfamiliar with? because, as an avowed capitalist, i think money is just fine. i don't believe in greed and i think there should always be enough to go around and support everyone (so, that tempers my capitalism a bit), but i have no problem with money whatsoever. i plan to have alot of it one day, in fact. then, i can give it away.
anyway, sf with sister and excess population sounds really quite nice. if it isn't pragmatic to go now, then you can simply plan, right? i say this because i am considering moves myself. i mean, i have good reasons to stay here, obviously, but moving has a lure. wanderlust - its not just for breakfast anymore.