7/25/2009
10:03pm
I just got back from my dad’s house…
I have to get my laundry from the car so you’re going to have to wait a minute...
A couple of minutes later...
I just had to go out to the car to get my laundry that I went over to my dad’s house to pick up.
My dad and I both live in the metro detroit area but we have our own places, I think we both live in macomb county, but I don’t own a clothes washing machine and dryer so I have to go over there each weekend to wash my clothes.
My place doesn’t have a cable internet hookup either and I don’t pay for any internet so my laptop, that I am using right now to create this journal, is at the mercy of the wireless connections around here.
Lately the wireless internet god has not been paying attention to me because I can’t get a strong enough wireless connection to really do much as far as internet goes.
Editor note: Maybe if you sacrifice a goat or something in the name of the wireless internet god then maybe you'll get a better internet connection. On second thought maybe you shouldn't do any sacrificing because that can get kind of messy.
Last night I rediscovered the internet connection at my dad’s house so I was able to watch a couple of the dexter episodes.
And I did the same tonight as I was eating dinner at my dad’s house tonight.
After I am doneA with this journal entry I am going to watch the rest of the last dvd to the first season of true blood and then I will probably get ready for bed.
This is going a lot slower than I would like it too.
I’m sure you don’t really want to hear about the digestive problems that I have been having today.
I don’t really want to talk about my digestive problems anyways, so if you want me to tell you than your shit out of luck.
I am going to take a drink of my pop right now.
For the past week or two I have limited my self during the week to one pop in they morning and I have to tell you, its been kind of difficult to do that.
Each day some time after lunch when I was at work I would start to get a headache, but then I could have been getting the headaches because of my fucked up teeth.
Editor note to writer: So far over this weekend you have been drinking more than one pop during the day so I think the sacrifice that you made during the past week was in vain.
I am probably just now coming up to a half of a page now in this journal entry.
The goal is “write” a one page journal entry in a fast sort of way.
That isn’t the way I wanted to say it…
form of thought, trace of thought, something to do with thought sort of way.
Basically what I am trying to get at is that I just want to write a one page journal entry as fast I can by just writing whatever comes to mind first as long as its not fictional.
I know that artist such as writers and musicians sometimes say that they have a muse of some sort, I’m guessing now that muses usually only gravitate towards writers of fiction you know people that write novels instead of towards people that write journals.
Anyways, if anyone would like to apply for the position of vacancy that I have for a muse then please email me.
Be sure to include your name, age, gender, email address, and if you’re a female between the ages of 18 and about fourty then please include your photograph.
I really liked the tv show true blood.
The phrase that I was looking for was “train of thought” I think.
Tomorrow I am going to clean up my place like hardcore so that I can get my dad over here to put in my air conditioners.
Every year it’s the same damn thing, I always wait a little too long to have my air conditioner put in for what ever reason.
What else should I tell you about now.
I really wish that netflix was able to send my dvd’s to me faster.
Their thing was that they would send it to you the next day.
Its never seem to be that way with me.
If I put this dvd in the mail on Monday morning then I will probably get my next dvd by Wednesday or thursday.
I really should be writing more journals but I try to avoid it, I guess I have this love hate relationship with writing.
I don’t know what else to say now.
That’s it for now.
By bye.
Good night.
Reflections...
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It's a long way down
and you missed a spot
on the window.
It's a quiet balance
washing away the
circles of my reflection.
16 years ago
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