Monday, October 16, 2006

Tonight.....
On NNC News at ten: Could you be killed instantly by this daily activity? Find out, tonight.... Teasers suck. Evil genius. The answer is yes to the following questions. No details.
1. Do I still have milk that expired in July?
2. Do I electively watch romantic comedies ?
3. Did G-dub lose the election?
4. Will I be a published author?
5. Am I a fool for a distant lesbian?
6. Is there a God?
Sometimes you gotta ask yourself the hard questions. A hard question is defined by answer difficulty. Sometimes you gotta seek the hard answers, because questions are easy. Some need more than a simple yes or no though. Whats the difference between a patriot and a terrorist? I hate writing that "t" word. Makes me feel like Ill be flagged or something. Stupid domestic spying. People need goals. Right now mine are simple. Travel, chill with my best friend, eat captain crunch or(and? hmm...) Life in my pjs while watching tv, learn Spanish, write a book. Its the sixteenth, got hallowee plans yet? I love this holiday. This all seems so hectic to me. I blame too much tv and a deterioration of attention span. two more, and Im out. Forget first aid kits, experts say the most important thing to keep in your car(in case of an accident) is a disposable camera for insurance pictures. That sums up whats wrong with our countrys mentality. Last thing: Register to vote and then vote. Now. That is all...-j

Friday, October 13, 2006

Tonight....
I vow to answer the famous question "Do spinach and mozarella cheese go together". If I dont write for a while, you know why...

Wednesday, October 11, 2006

Tonight....
Is a strange one. Un noche extrana. I feel so disconnected, so distant from life. Time lapses without rhythm or reason; first two hours, then two minutes. Now nothing. I feel like Im stuck in an abyss. Not a glib metaphor, but a moment of true uncertainty. Am I moving, or still? I cant begin to sleep, but only want to in order to end this cycle of timelessness. Am I waiting for something? Ive been here, literally only here, unable to move for who knows how long. No amusement. Not lost in thoughts, just in between time. Ten minutes have passed. I missed them, but at least I know the wheels still churn. Maybe its all in my head, but it feels real; like an unquenchable thirst. Do I stay? Do I leave? Do I write more? Maybe years of constant outside influence and amusement have left me inept in self stimulation(mental stimulation, pervo)? Maybe this is the sole source of mans need for superficial stimuli: alcohol en mass, bombardment of images and constant sound in all media, and even basic needs, like consumption for survival, mutated into overindulgence and entertainment? Maybe this moment is of a clarity so pure, I am paralyzed? Or maybe Im just bored.......-j

Sunday, October 08, 2006

Today.....
Was a good'un. Nothing special, just glad to be alive. Yesterday it was numbers, today Im into rules. So here are the eight rules of Blog Klub.
1. I make my own rules.
2. Rules are made to be broken.
3. See rule four.
5. All Cs will be replaced with Ks
6. All Ss will become Zs, cuz thatz kool.
7. I like cereal, but hate milk(I mean, kereal)
8. There are no rules.
Im learning more about myself all the time(and if I dont know me, then surely you dont know me). I learned that I have a need to physically express myself through aggression(nothing dangerous, just guy stuff like drinking beer, fighting, and...i dont know, scratching or whatever), yet I can only take so much. Another roomate means twice the headache. Captain Crunch gone twice as fast. Bathroom twice as funky. TV twice as occupied. I need to interact with other men occasionally, but I understand why hippos and lions chase the other men off after a while. I need my own space(but MySpace is still stupid to me). I need to be king of my jungle. Head of my house. Ogre of my swamp. I cant have another mans pee on my toilet seat! Thats my territory, buddy. But if I was to go postal and start busting heads, I would be in the wrong. Stupid civilization has robbed me of my right to defend my territory. Now I gotta be in my room for privacy, instead of sittin on my couch in my underwear in the middle of the night updating my blog. It aint fair, I say. Guess I should use it as motivation to clean this craphole up. Dont you hate when things end abruptly? Or when people start to say something, then............-j

Wednesday, October 04, 2006

Something.....
Told me to save it on my flash drive just in case. I didnt. Now, its possible the progress I made on my book has been lost forever. If so, I dont know if I have the energy to try again. The thought alone is making me exhausted. Thats a hard one to spell. I used it in the six pages I wrote last night, and had to look it up to make sure I got it right. Such a beautiful shame, it would be, if all was lost. So tired.......-j