Well, I'm 19. That's pretty okay, I guess.
The part that isn't okay, however, is that I've been running on about a two hour power-nap because something doesn't feel right.
Now, it could be just be bad taco bell, but I'll cut the jokes for a second to admit that I don't feel good. I haven't been great lately, and it's partially why I haven't tried to be creative, but today feels more off than usual.
So, it hit me. I have to be honest and just ADMIT I'm doing shitty. Why? Well, I am an open guy, so open I'm willing to have strangers and friends alike read these things and sort of know me a bit better. I usually use it to be like "OH GUYS, I KNOW I'M AN ASS SOMETIMES BUT I'M STILL LOVING 'N JUNK" but again, this is different.
Don't worry though, I'm not going to give you many personal specifics, as even I draw the line on how much I spew out onto the internet. I will, however, tell you that it's taking a lot of time to find a way to describe my day with any added humor. Well, one highlight would be me finding a $200 dollar check in the mail, think it's time to treat myself for like ~$40 fat pack o' Magic cards (uh-oh.addictionnnnn) and then go to my car to discover that my car's rear view mirror has become unstuck from the windshield, and I will have to wait until my dad comes home in 5 hours to figure out what to do, and by then banks are closed for the weekend.
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| (I have 0 idea what is supposed to be going on in the back of that car, by the way) |
I tried to go to sleep, but no such luck. So I'm here, finally being honest with myself and for some reason this blog. It's kind of a weird urge, really, to prefer this to a private diary. Maybe I just like attention. Okay, I do like attention, but this is different.
I think I'm a bit of a fool to have put this off, really. These last couple of months have been rough for their own reasons, none of which I am comfortable talking about here. Don't worry, nothing drastic, just keeping people out of my life that need to stay out is all. Since I never wanted to talk about it, and that was all that was on my mind, I didn't have any urges to make comics or blogs. Just didn't feel right.
Then I said "FUCKIT" and did this.
Getting back on track, I didn't feel right today. I don't know if it was my new age kicking in, bad timing on life problems, or some other bigger thing slowing me down. I think I'll get past it though, everyone does eventually.
SPEAKING OF EVENTUALLY, I never finished those friend comics from facebook.
I'll try to do something about that, maybe? I ain't promising shit.
Now I know I've come back to blog yet again on an iffy/sad note, but look on the bright side! I got a birthday email from that website that made me an official minister!
Did I never mention that? I'm an official minister. I do weddings. Call me!
