So I broke my Ripken like streak of blogging by missing... several months. Yeah, but the baseball season is only like 9 months long (though it feels like 13) so even Ripken took some breaks. Lazy bastard.
Today was/is my 25th birthday, which seemed like a good day to catch up on my blog, as my other option was to go out and since I don't really know anyone in Fallon to go out with, well, actually I just thought of a few people. I suppose I could, like, call them. That is one thing I could do. But before I do that I suppose I can finish this blog.
What have I been doing in the last few months? That is a good question, as I haven't really been doing anything. Tv, comics, drinking, sleeping. Not necessarily in that order. I've been plotting a lot of crazy schemes. Remember Ben Stillers character from "Night at the Museum"? It's sort of like that, he's all like going to sell something, or start a restaurant, or he had some other crazy plan and it made him sound like the boring, younger and less racist Kramer. My life has pretty much been like that. Only it is mostly me stopping myself before I get in too deep into anything. I just can't figure out what the fuck I want to do. I, too, am the younger brother of Kramer. Only more racist.
I am currently reminiscing about my childhood by listening to Weird Al. Which is weird because I really only have one memory of actually listening to him. Though I know listened to quite a lot of Weird Al for many years. Weird.
Has anyone else noticed that I tend to end each of my paragraphs with a short little punchline? I mean, is that all I got on comedy? All I can do is throw in a joke at the end to keep people reading? Rectum? Damn near killed 'em.
About three months ago I moved back to fallon because I was becoming miserable in reno. Now I am thinking about moving back to reno because I am becoming miserable in fallon. I think I might be bringing this misery with me. Though that would require me to acknowledge that my mood effects how I interact with physical space. And I don't buy into that new age crap.
Thing is I have been acting weird. Or at least I think I have been. Sort of crazy person weird. I actually feel like I've been acting retarded. And its started me in on questioning my intellect. I always assumed I was a little smarter than your average person in my age range and not much more. And that was fine, I could live with that. I was a creative type, you see, we don't need to be smart. But lately I've honestly started finding myself performing tasks in ways that make me wonder if I might actually be mentally disabled. So much so I may not even have a witty punchline at the end of this paragraph. George W. Bush (ha!).
Seriously, though, I have noticed that each year I become more isolated and more closed off to other people. Much more closed off. I mean, other than a couple of people, probably the people that read this blog, actually. Still, I feel I might as well take this chance to discuss this briefly. I don't know how much of it shows when I'm talking to other people, but I am, as mentioned before, fairly miserable most of the time. So when I shut people out of vanish for weeks at a time or never seem to show up anywhere that is the main reason why. And though I will never mention this again and if you bring it up in conversation I will adamantly deny ever admitting to being depressed, I am. So if you think I am avoiding you ever or acting weird and aloof the logical explination is that I am probably feeling sorry for myself somewhere. Please, don't take my mood swings personally. Punchline.
On a lighter note; "Happy Birthday" by Weird Al(abridged)
Well, it's time to celebrate your birthday, it happens every year
We'll eat a lot of broccoli and drink a lot of beer
You should be good and happy that there's something you can eat
A million people every day are starving in the street
It doesn't take a military genius to see
We'll all be crispy critters after World War III
There's nowhere you can run to, nowhere you can hide
When they drop the big one, we all get fried
I guess you know the Earth is gonna crash into the sun
But that's no reason why we shouldn't have a little fun
So if you think it's scary, if it's more than you can take
Just blow out the candles and have a piece of cake!
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