Personal World Suck
I was going to post a big update about the new year and how things have been rolling for the past three months and then regale you kids with my new year's resolutions. But really? When have I ever followed through with those and to be fair I just want to shove 2009 off of a cliff. Leaving its wrecked form on the jagged rocks below. Lessons have been learned and 2010 is going to be all about ducks, rows, and a firing squad.
Instead here is a list of things that would be awesome:
1) People listening to me. Seriously. The next person to come to me with their troubles on their sleeve, and their wayward self destruction bold and beautiful, they better have an ear. Or I will have to get violent.
2) Me not being terrified of offending everyone in the universe. I am not sure I have enough anxiety to spread around, so now I just let everything scare me to save time.
3) Going to the gym. It should happen. Like tomorrow.
Really those three things would lead to a decrease in world suck. Or at least a decrease in my personal world suck. My life is awesome though: I have food, shelter, a loving family, RUNNING WATER, the luxury of being overweight. I just wish I could enjoy it without being consumed with soul crushing despair. All the time.
Getting tired of it. Seriously.
Instead here is a list of things that would be awesome:
1) People listening to me. Seriously. The next person to come to me with their troubles on their sleeve, and their wayward self destruction bold and beautiful, they better have an ear. Or I will have to get violent.
2) Me not being terrified of offending everyone in the universe. I am not sure I have enough anxiety to spread around, so now I just let everything scare me to save time.
3) Going to the gym. It should happen. Like tomorrow.
Really those three things would lead to a decrease in world suck. Or at least a decrease in my personal world suck. My life is awesome though: I have food, shelter, a loving family, RUNNING WATER, the luxury of being overweight. I just wish I could enjoy it without being consumed with soul crushing despair. All the time.
Getting tired of it. Seriously.