My popcorn proposed to me.
Back on the Greg S. Power Diet. All I can really afford is peanut butter and popcorn. It's great. I'm hoping that I can get rid of my frog-like body, because right now I have this upside-down light bulb shaped torso but some really sexy legs.
A while ago I wrote something about hindsight or some crap like that. I mean, everything I write is crap, and after a while it all starts to run together in my mind. But I wrote something about looking back at my mistakes and knowing I'd never make them again or blah blah blah blah. What a load of shit that was. Here's the deal, of course I'll learn from my mistakes and la-di-da, but getting so caught up in them ended up being the thing to screw me over. Forward may be the better place to look. Even better may be not even stopping to look at all. So that's the conclusion: don't fucking think about it. Don't agree? You've been wrong before. This won't be the last time.
Note to self: never take your own advice, 'cause you suck at it.
A while ago I wrote something about hindsight or some crap like that. I mean, everything I write is crap, and after a while it all starts to run together in my mind. But I wrote something about looking back at my mistakes and knowing I'd never make them again or blah blah blah blah. What a load of shit that was. Here's the deal, of course I'll learn from my mistakes and la-di-da, but getting so caught up in them ended up being the thing to screw me over. Forward may be the better place to look. Even better may be not even stopping to look at all. So that's the conclusion: don't fucking think about it. Don't agree? You've been wrong before. This won't be the last time.
Note to self: never take your own advice, 'cause you suck at it.