Mostly comprised of shit that passed through my head and shit I just needed to get off my chest. So peek into my mind, you may be surprised at what you may find.
Monday, September 12, 2005
Manic Melancholy Monday
"So much on my mind / I just cant recline / blasting holes in the night / til she bled sunshine..."
*As the title suggests Im feeling a bit melancholy. Definitely happens from time to time. No worries I shall bounce back.
*I cant watch no more TV or read any more articles dealing with Katrina coverage. The actual hurricane was what?...2 weeks ago? But the aftermath and whatnot will be felt for awhile to come. It's just damn sad to see the pictures and hear the stories anymore. But it's still reality. It must be dealt with. Im waiting til I get paid on the 20th to figure out what kinda donation I can make. I need to figure out what more I can do. Maybe I can give some clothes away. Or go buy can goods too. I need to do something in addition to the praying.
*A week into my brother staying at my place. No problems there. When I lived at home he never did wash dishes so I didnt expect that. I just cant bask in all my naked glory like I would normally. Self love has been restricted to the shower only. Ooooh I dont like when I unsuspectedly walk in the bathroom maybe 10 minutes or so after he done blew it up and have to deal with the stench of someone else's shit! I done went thru damn near a whole pack of inscents b/c of him. But again.....I lived with this dude for damn near 1/4 century so it's not at all unfamiliar. I just have to remember to remember it all.....
* Would yall believe I think I may be feeling a tad bit of pressure as far as writing in my own damn blog? Over say....the last 2 months or so I've gotten crazy compliments from peeps who've come across this here blog o' mine. Compliments coming left and right. People suggesting I submit this and that to a literary agents and publishers. Talk about pressure! Somedays as I write in it I wonder what peoples reaction will be. Will they dig it? Somedays I dont even write b/c Im afraid what I have an impluse to write about may not be substantial enough. I have to bring myself back to reality. IT'S MY SHIT!!!! I originally started writing for me. Lord knows I love all my blog buddies to death and I appreciate the comments......but I kinda have to get back to square one, ya know? Listen to me go off of the deep end here. LOL. Pardon me for a sec...I need to conference with myself. This'll only take a sec.....'Boy if you dont hush up with all that jibba jabba and just do what you been doing..which is write what you feel. Fuck all the extra shit!'.
Simply complicated. Moody. Loves people. True Scorpio. Extreme. Fiercely Loyal. Interested in alot. Slightly dyslexic. A smart ass who uses sarcasm as a crutch Possible ADD but I dont care.
I'm just trying to find my way in this big ol world, and at the same time trying to keep my sanity. Shouldnt be too hard, huh?