Friday, August 21, 2009
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Pause to reflect
I'm sorry my blogging is so all over the place. I'm always changing my mind about the "me" that I want to be reflected here. I don't mean to say that I've never not been myself, but I really can't figure out the voice this blog should be in.
Most of the time I am just complaining. Sometimes I wish that this was really a diary... oh the stories I long to share with you all.
I don't know what I sought to gain from this post. I can't promise that I'll find my voice anytime soon. I think that's why I was never interested in a career as a full-blown writer, and why I love advertising...I get to wear so many hats.
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
me speak
drunx = drunk or drunks
rich = fancy
d'kraziass = that's the craziest / hot mess
berry = in general, someone who is just a waste of space
goss = God, used like this, "Oh my goss!"
osckifer = a drunx (see above) interpretation of police officer
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
Monday, August 3, 2009
Fail Boat
I'm at work. My usual place of blogging. Anyways, I actually have an assignment but I'm too distracted to work on it.
A) I have a ton of packing to do
B) My 3 favorite bands are all playing in my vicinity this fall, and are all playing multiple dates
C) Facebook
D) Procrastination with a twinge of defiance and a slight complex against authority
No rest for the weary
I have returned.
I just read like my last 10 posts, and lord, I sound so gay.
It's like 4 in the morning and I have to be up for work in 3 1/2 hours.
I'm moving into a new house though in like 3 days and I only started packing up my shit like 2 hours ago. I am so dumb sometimes.
I also accidently stole a table from Ikea today. You know how everything at Ikea comes in those flat boxes? Well we grabbed what we thought was just one dining room table, we get the thing home and we realized that we had actually grabbed two. One had just gotten taped to the other.
Needless to say we're keeping the stolen goods (we also forgot to pay for a doormat). I feel guilty, but I don't even know how to go about returning them. Ikea was like Disney World on Memorial Day weekend or Walmart on tax free weekend.
I said "like" a lot in this post, and I still think I sound pretty gay. Blah.
*In reference to a string of previous posts: this summer I am continuing to find friendships in unexpected places. Exhilarating.
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