Saturday or crappy day outside
Wow.
I am not cool with how things are going. I now think maybe I shoulda gone with Tom and those guys and done you know what. I'd prolly feel about the same. Information can do that to you. At least information you'd rather not know about. Information you'd rather deny. Information you'd rather push to the back of your mind and just go with your heart on.
But I digress, because this isn't the kind of stuff you want to read about.
You want to read that my cute Grandma Pink got a cell phone.
You want to read that I'm excited because Jay and Kirk are coming for Western weekend.
You want to know everything but what really matters.
"Laugh and the world laughs with you.
Weep, and you weep alone:
For this stolid old earth
Has need of your mirth,
It has troubles enough of its own.
Sing, and the hills will echo it:
Sigh, and it's lost on the air;
For they want full measure
Of all your pleasure,
But nobody wants your care.
Feast, and your halls are crowded,
Fast, and they'll pass you by;
Succeed and give,
And they'll let you live,
But fail - and they'll let you die."
Sucks don't it?
That's life though. You can be on top of the world and ignore all the bad in the world, but when you feel distraught, it always helps to hear that the world sucks.
"The world is a sick machine
Breeding a mass of shit
With such a desolate conclusion
Fill the void with... I don't care
I wanna jump out! [x4]"
- Green Day's "Panic Song", coincidentally on the Insomniac CD which was the CD in my CD player when some asshole stole it from my car. Ironic, no?
Anyway, that's my venting. I don't want to pour my drama on anyone, because I know I don't like having it done to me.
Also, I'm looking for people looking to form actual relationships. Romantic relationships, platonic relationships, whatever. But ACTUAL RELATIONSHIPS. No more of this calling 'people I can say "Hi" to when I pass' friends. I need some real friends who will listen to me and go out on a limb for me and that I can hang out with regularly. I have those at home, I suppose, but having them strewn throughout Michigan kills me.
I hope this post finds you in the best of Toboggan-movie-script-writing writer's blocks and sleepy days.
-The Man
-The Myth
-The Melv
"Josh is a stud-muffin and foxy",
Josh Melvin
And no, I'm not tryin' to steal Oltman's nickname, I can respect the Foxy. And Dees, I will give this script thing a try. But you're much better at it than me. I suck at talking, so I have a hard time with conversations and dialogue.
I am not cool with how things are going. I now think maybe I shoulda gone with Tom and those guys and done you know what. I'd prolly feel about the same. Information can do that to you. At least information you'd rather not know about. Information you'd rather deny. Information you'd rather push to the back of your mind and just go with your heart on.
But I digress, because this isn't the kind of stuff you want to read about.
You want to read that my cute Grandma Pink got a cell phone.
You want to read that I'm excited because Jay and Kirk are coming for Western weekend.
You want to know everything but what really matters.
"Laugh and the world laughs with you.
Weep, and you weep alone:
For this stolid old earth
Has need of your mirth,
It has troubles enough of its own.
Sing, and the hills will echo it:
Sigh, and it's lost on the air;
For they want full measure
Of all your pleasure,
But nobody wants your care.
Feast, and your halls are crowded,
Fast, and they'll pass you by;
Succeed and give,
And they'll let you live,
But fail - and they'll let you die."
Sucks don't it?
That's life though. You can be on top of the world and ignore all the bad in the world, but when you feel distraught, it always helps to hear that the world sucks.
"The world is a sick machine
Breeding a mass of shit
With such a desolate conclusion
Fill the void with... I don't care
I wanna jump out! [x4]"
- Green Day's "Panic Song", coincidentally on the Insomniac CD which was the CD in my CD player when some asshole stole it from my car. Ironic, no?
Anyway, that's my venting. I don't want to pour my drama on anyone, because I know I don't like having it done to me.
Also, I'm looking for people looking to form actual relationships. Romantic relationships, platonic relationships, whatever. But ACTUAL RELATIONSHIPS. No more of this calling 'people I can say "Hi" to when I pass' friends. I need some real friends who will listen to me and go out on a limb for me and that I can hang out with regularly. I have those at home, I suppose, but having them strewn throughout Michigan kills me.
I hope this post finds you in the best of Toboggan-movie-script-writing writer's blocks and sleepy days.
-The Man
-The Myth
-The Melv
"Josh is a stud-muffin and foxy",
Josh Melvin
And no, I'm not tryin' to steal Oltman's nickname, I can respect the Foxy. And Dees, I will give this script thing a try. But you're much better at it than me. I suck at talking, so I have a hard time with conversations and dialogue.