Grrr- argh
I sense an extraordinarily grouchy day today. It being 6 AM doesn't bode well, I'd say. I'm in that "god I wish I was working on something worth my talents" place I get sometimes. I've got a couple of minor projects that ultimately are only slightly promising and the rest is just. . .. boring you I"m sure. Sorry, I'm tired I think I mistook this email for my livejournal or a facebook post.
Qoute the panda who then made it a livejournal post.
Christ, I only do touch this site when I'm feeling too artsy for my own good or melancholic-y. God damn it, but I want to go have fun. Any remember what fun is? Everyone seems to just want to heap a bad trip on each other.
I'm terrible at fun- always have been. I have a ton. Way more than my share. If you know me well you know that's true. I have all those funky experiences but the common thread is they are always end up being so damn solitary. I like my memories being my own but I wish I had someone who experienced them the way or at least can get the way that I do. I want to share more of the strange wonderful shit I see and do- without the guilt.I've got enough self loathing to get an impressed grunt from Hunter S. I don't need help from a peanut gallery too chicken shit to age gracefully.
Tomorrow I'm going on another short adventure- I'm taking a first aid kit and a bad attitude- in fact fuck it!
Who needs sleep at this point- I'll run on coffee and my own sense of adventure.
Dame un beso
Qoute the panda who then made it a livejournal post.
Christ, I only do touch this site when I'm feeling too artsy for my own good or melancholic-y. God damn it, but I want to go have fun. Any remember what fun is? Everyone seems to just want to heap a bad trip on each other.
I'm terrible at fun- always have been. I have a ton. Way more than my share. If you know me well you know that's true. I have all those funky experiences but the common thread is they are always end up being so damn solitary. I like my memories being my own but I wish I had someone who experienced them the way or at least can get the way that I do. I want to share more of the strange wonderful shit I see and do- without the guilt.I've got enough self loathing to get an impressed grunt from Hunter S. I don't need help from a peanut gallery too chicken shit to age gracefully.
Tomorrow I'm going on another short adventure- I'm taking a first aid kit and a bad attitude- in fact fuck it!
Who needs sleep at this point- I'll run on coffee and my own sense of adventure.
Dame un beso