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Marriage: Not an institution for me disclaimer: This is not about my new found gayness. You can keep reading.
One horrible day in that horrible summer of 2004, Stacy and I were sitting in that horrible breakfast nook of our horrible apartment discussing the horrible nature of society. I was eating whole wheat spaghetti, which was horrible because it was all I ever ate, and I think she was drinking a horrible off-brand bitch beer bought for us by Jacob Mendenhall at the Grocery Outlet, because that was all she (we) ever drank. Life was horrible.
We did have some good conversations in our horrible, life-leeching states of depression. On this day we were discussing the families that she worked for, how some parents were good, and how some parents sucked, how ballistically important good parents are, and how if you don't give a shit, don't have kids.
Give a shit.
It's hard for me to remember my state of mind before those three words became my mantra. Obviously I was not, at the time, givin a shit, but I don't know what that feels like anymore. To keep it short, my life has changed in such a way that I do not engage in activities that I don't give a shit about, and if I am having trouble giving a shit, I find a way to give a shit. "It's never too early to quit" is a great supplementary mantra to givin a shit, and I have taken full advantage of that. In short, at age 22, I do not know how to not give a shit. Everything matters. Absolutely everything.
Being that I have grown significantly since that day those words were uttered, I discovered a new mantra. I can't remember how exactly... maybe it will come to me, it wasn't that long ago. It is the title of a NOFX album and it goes like this: Maximum rock and roll.
One horrible day in that horrible summer of 2004, Stacy and I were sitting in that horrible breakfast nook of our horrible apartment discussing the horrible nature of society. I was eating whole wheat spaghetti, which was horrible because it was all I ever ate, and I think she was drinking a horrible off-brand bitch beer bought for us by Jacob Mendenhall at the Grocery Outlet, because that was all she (we) ever drank. Life was horrible.
We did have some good conversations in our horrible, life-leeching states of depression. On this day we were discussing the families that she worked for, how some parents were good, and how some parents sucked, how ballistically important good parents are, and how if you don't give a shit, don't have kids.
Give a shit.
It's hard for me to remember my state of mind before those three words became my mantra. Obviously I was not, at the time, givin a shit, but I don't know what that feels like anymore. To keep it short, my life has changed in such a way that I do not engage in activities that I don't give a shit about, and if I am having trouble giving a shit, I find a way to give a shit. "It's never too early to quit" is a great supplementary mantra to givin a shit, and I have taken full advantage of that. In short, at age 22, I do not know how to not give a shit. Everything matters. Absolutely everything.
Being that I have grown significantly since that day those words were uttered, I discovered a new mantra. I can't remember how exactly... maybe it will come to me, it wasn't that long ago. It is the title of a NOFX album and it goes like this: Maximum rock and roll.