Warning: This blog isn’t good, or really that interesting, but was required to get past the D’s. I apologize in advance, but if you’d like to, go ahead…
Meh, I had a lot to say about one particular aspect of my life that has been missing for quite some time, but everytime I tried to write, I couldn’t say what I wanted. This is likely because I didn’t want to be all sappy and personal on a public blog, plus I’ve thought about how I’d like to put it on here in so many different ways that none of them sound good to me anymore. Subsequently, since I’d really like to get past the D’s and continue writing (honestly, it’s been almost 2 months since I’ve blogged, goodness me), and because I feel obligated to write about the subject matter that I’ve been thinking about, rather than just make up something else D related, suffice it to say, I’m not a particularly happy person despite all the good portions of my life (solid job, new house, great friends and family). What I’m missing is really my fault since I’m sure it could be rectified if I applied myself, but currently looking forward, I really don’t have any prospects (although I guess I have one when I apply a moderate to large amount of self dilusion to my thought processes) on the horizon, which kinda sucks, but maybe one day (nice song btw, A-train) I’ll get it all together, and one day I’ll be happy like the rest of you.
“All I want in life is to be happy (happy)
All I want in life is be happy (happy)
All I want in life is be happy (happy)
All I want in life is be happy (happy)
It seems funny to me
How fucked things can be
Every time I get ahead
I feel more dead.”
Wow this is a crappy blog, I prolly coulda just said, “Callin all ladies!” and perhaps, “Hook a brotha up!” and have been done with it, so… just to cover my bases, I went ahead and did that too. Pretty sure that sets me up solidly, so I figure I’ll be good to go, pretty soon.
Catch you on the flipside.
Tett and Roper have spent this week trying to teach Mel’s students how to avoid being a single 20-something male who never talks to women. Tett was very direct, saying, “do you want to end up like us? go talk to girls!”
On the positive tip, you’re at the Eeees. which means you can say “Eatin’ other editors with each and every energetic
Epileptic episode, (with)elevated etiquette”
the Gift of Gab was all about the E’s
The alliteration should work out quite well once passed the Deees.
PS…let me remind you that you may have a house and a job and all that jazz, but when’s the last time you’ve had bacon and waffles, at the same time????
If you are depricating the declinations of somethings, then you are basically increasing them, or at least slowing their declination down. Because if the decline of something is only drawn out over a longer period of time, then that =’s more of that something. So I would demand the societal de-regulation of the declination of depression, via less TV watching and such. That way, eventually, way more depressed people would make you feel better about your situation relatively. So the really depressed people would go bonkers, while other peeps hang in there. Or even better, the declination of the depression would even reverse, or inverse?
Or, if I read that wrong, you are not appreciating the ammount of declination happening. In that case, you are one of those people that would make someone else feel better about themselves.
OR you’re some twisted hedge fund manager betting on the fact that there are other dudes like you out there.
Or, I’m way stuck on your alliteration, not realizing that I should just say, I’m dumb.
Either way, hang in there man, yeah.
If you are deprecating the declinations of something, then you are basically increasing them, or at least slowing their declination down. Because if the decline of something is only drawn out over a longer period of time, then that =’s more of that something. So I would demand the societal de-regulation of the declination of depression, via less TV watching and such. That way, eventually, way more depressed people would make you feel better about your situation relatively. So the really depressed people would go bonkers, while other peeps hang in there. Or even better, the declination of the depression would even reverse,.
Or, if I read that wrong, you are not appreciating the ammount of declination happening. In that case, you are one of those people that would make someone else feel better about themselves.
OR you’re some twisted hedge fund manager betting on the fact that there are other dudes like you out there.
Or, I’m way stuck on your alliteration, not realizing that I should just say, I’m dumb, or drunk.
your shit isnt posting my comments
Or you could say that I’m depreciating over time, in the financial sense, a large feeling of personal declination caused by depression. Depreciation, in and of itself, does not increase anything, it simply spreads it out over time to not be completely overwhelmed by it’s rather large one time cost. Don’t challenge my titles…. they rarely make sense, but I think I can explain this one away.
i was drunk as a skunk when i posed that crap, sorry man.
Eventually you’ll end your elongated absence and educate us with an enumeration of elementary excuses which enticed such an effect, right?