April 2011
4 posts
Retarded Book Ideas (That I Might Just Try)
Been kind of inspired lately to write, but the lineup of ideas have been…unusual, to say the least. Anyway, these are a few of the stories I’ve considered writing. I feel that if they were told properly, there might actually be some potential for a solid book. Or, at the very least, shock material.
Pill Dive:
“Pill Dive, son, into the greatest ambulance ride of your...
Car Adventures.
So, I went on an adventure today. My friend Janet (but she prefers that I call her Gigi) asked if I wanted to hang out today. It was 81 degrees outside, and the sun was out. She offered to spot my gas money. Of course I’d go and see my friend/stillrecentlynewacquaintaince, and that’s where our story takes place.
So, I hopped my car, and drove to Princeton. From Marquette Heights....
I Need to Learn To Stop Feeling Sorry For Myself
Seriously. What the fuck. I’ve come to realize that my life simply is not nearly as bad as I perceive it to be. I am miserable because I choose to be this way, based on my own inability to solve self-created problems, both internal ones and external ones.
This has to stop. This is no way to live.
The world needs more optimism. So let’s give it a shot. The mourning period needs to...
