I was told if you cannot think of a title for your story to keep on writing and the title will eventually come. Maybe that is horse shit or maybe you know that title before you even begin?Hmmm… What do ya think?
I will be 25 in ten days, oh shit. A quarter of a century old and I have feel like I have accomplished jack shit. Perhaps it’s because of the location I am currently at?
I was told the other day I need to focus on working out and not on food. My life revolves around food, almost every minute of it. I love it, how can you tell me not to focus on the one thing that is keeping me happy? I guess you don’t know jack shit about me then. I work at a restaurant. I went to school for cooking. When I’m free I wonder what am I gunna feed myself? I like beer, in fact, I love beer. Yes I have made mistakes because of my love for beer and because of it I am considered an alcoholic. I do also love working out and playing sports, it’s a part of who I am. I wish I wouldn’t have to explain myself. I feel like I am in a relationship.
I don’t do relationships. I have once or twice depending on whom you speak with. I don’t want to be married, although, I was engaged once, ironic.The whole explanation for that, perhaps sometime later, not to interesting.
Random thought: I miss Portland. I miss everything about it. I cannot believe I left besides the point my roomy went a tid bit crazy. Damn pills.
Sitting by the wood stove with the moonlight shining in and the music blaring. Oh man what chill times. Life now has changed, for the better.
This is the first time I have been able to write since I have lived in WA and I have been loving every minute of it. Perhaps it’s because I know not that many people will read this or perhaps it’s just because I am half way happy.
I am listening to Slightly Stoopid, Officer, right meow and all I am doing is singing the song. Great song.
Ha ha I bought a dub from my dishwasher from work, he’s like eighteen… he doesn’t know what’s up and this other cook is trying to compete against him ohhh man. They be acting crazy.
It really makes me want to get back in the game. Hmmm. Perhaps. Anyways got drunk by the time I begun writing thus. I am listening to Sparta to keep me SANE. Mary B out!