Diet Dew
I've been spending a lot of time thinking lately, actually, reflecting is a better word.
I've been spending a lot of time reflecting lately and I've come to a bitter conclusion: Last year I was smarter. Maybe not SMARTER because I did a lot or incredibly stupid things, but more witty, more reflective, more calm.
There have been a lot of things going on in my life, a lot of really shitty things. In the past, lets just keep using the last year example, I would bitch and moan, make funny jokes about them, enlist the help of friends to solve the problem using some kind of prop or theme,, and then I would make a comic about it. This year, I have completely removed myself from reality. I joke around with Ian, make up my own TV shows, make crazy old men voices, but then when the bills come I just have a breakdown for a day, do nothing, and continue my childish antics.
I don't do things. Nothing gets solved. I am awful to be around. So, since I am sitting here writing this, I plan on actually doing something, even if it's just one thing. One tiny, minuscule thing to resurrect old Jess. I'm going to shower, and then go deposit my paycheck, and then go pay a bill. See that's THREE things. Also, tonight, I have Acabellas. So you see, a rescue attempt is being made.
So, back to reflecting on my increased stupidity (which seems to be combined with awkwardness) I have a possible theory. Diet soda. You see, diet soda has a chemical called NutraSweet in it, which essentially obliterates your brain cells. It goes "pow pow pow" with its little nutra-guns and then BAM! You are stupider. So, considering the fact that since dinner last night (at ten when i got home from work) I have had 4 diet dews, (keep in mind that I didn't wake up until 1ish) I think I have found the culprit for the mass braincell murder. And all i have to say is, watch your back diet dew....it'll happen when you least expect it.... MUAHAHAHA.
I've been spending a lot of time reflecting lately and I've come to a bitter conclusion: Last year I was smarter. Maybe not SMARTER because I did a lot or incredibly stupid things, but more witty, more reflective, more calm.
There have been a lot of things going on in my life, a lot of really shitty things. In the past, lets just keep using the last year example, I would bitch and moan, make funny jokes about them, enlist the help of friends to solve the problem using some kind of prop or theme,, and then I would make a comic about it. This year, I have completely removed myself from reality. I joke around with Ian, make up my own TV shows, make crazy old men voices, but then when the bills come I just have a breakdown for a day, do nothing, and continue my childish antics.
I don't do things. Nothing gets solved. I am awful to be around. So, since I am sitting here writing this, I plan on actually doing something, even if it's just one thing. One tiny, minuscule thing to resurrect old Jess. I'm going to shower, and then go deposit my paycheck, and then go pay a bill. See that's THREE things. Also, tonight, I have Acabellas. So you see, a rescue attempt is being made.
So, back to reflecting on my increased stupidity (which seems to be combined with awkwardness) I have a possible theory. Diet soda. You see, diet soda has a chemical called NutraSweet in it, which essentially obliterates your brain cells. It goes "pow pow pow" with its little nutra-guns and then BAM! You are stupider. So, considering the fact that since dinner last night (at ten when i got home from work) I have had 4 diet dews, (keep in mind that I didn't wake up until 1ish) I think I have found the culprit for the mass braincell murder. And all i have to say is, watch your back diet dew....it'll happen when you least expect it.... MUAHAHAHA.