I wanted to post something, but I didn’t want to take the time to finish writing anything. So I copy and paste delirious facebook ramblings and call it blog! Italicizing myself for dramatic, confucian/bozoean effect I’ve finally won for real? Via choosing different races handicapped ones I have won what are you talking… Continue reading no effort – Facebook Pasting I
Category: rambling
More than anything, I’m just rambling.
the loneliest day of the year?
I forgot that today was going to be the loneliest day of the year. Had I remembered that, I might have proceeded with more trepidation, but I also estimate I ultimately would not have settled for trying to mitigate it. Instead, I found myself waking up from a nap at 6:44 P.M. remembering that at… Continue reading the loneliest day of the year?
irukandji
Time to try my luck at sleep typing again. I am relieved that Christmas has finally passed. I’ve never been a New Year’s type of guy, but this year I feel like it will be my thing. I don’t have any New Year’s Eve plans, but I think I’ll look to make it a memorable… Continue reading irukandji
no title, this one was hard to write
Summary: Where I was last year. Triumphing over it. Her. The nature of love. What ideals of love that form what we want when we think about loving someone. End. I’m tired. At birth, I resolved to start every blog entry I have with mentioning how tired I am. I slept from 6:30 – 11.… Continue reading no title, this one was hard to write
social parasite
wake up at 4:45 tomorrow. Damn, that is going to come quick. Just forget about it, get it tomorrow. Get the extra 20 minutes. I’m writing garbage tonight, anyway. No, no, stay up. Churn it out. I’ll let another butterfly flutter-by — off again. These thoughts, my thoughts, are like light particles, never again will… Continue reading social parasite
Thoughts from a deceased conversation
Last night I was talking with some friends and on multiple occasions each of the writing proclivities of my friends in the room and I go brought up. There was sort of a pre-approved consensus that one friend was the poetry guy, one guy was the short story/fiction/narrative guy, one guy was the song writer… Continue reading Thoughts from a deceased conversation
Txt Msg Transcripts – Vol. 1
I recently decided that because sometimes I say things very relevant to my life in text message conversations, that I would start a mini series of entries that takes good stuff from them. Mostly for the sake of being able to permanently get down parts of myself that I explain. This is the first one,… Continue reading Txt Msg Transcripts – Vol. 1