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"Art and love are the same thing. It's the process of seeing yourself in things that are not you."

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Jumbled Thoughts on 4/20

I really have no reason to write right now other than the fact that today's date makes me giggle.

I guess another reason to write would be the crushing depression and insignificance I feel upon not being productive so far this quarter with my writing (paradox much?). Writing is a strange, strange thing, my Internet friends/admirers. Once you take the plunge and start referring to yourself as a writer, which is something that I have done since the age of seven when I wrote a stunningly awful story about an endangered Killer Whale called "The Whistle of Tobias,"it becomes a crucial part of your identity.

In that way, I guess being a writer is a lot like being "sexually active" as they like to say in Juno. Once you start writing, a little voice is born in the back of your head which constantly reminds you that you should, in fact, be writing. Once you start boning, a similar little voice in born in the back of your head, reminding you that you should, in face, be boning. Of course, with sex an actual human being can be born in addition to that little voice. To my knowledge, writing carries no such risk...but you get my point.

At least the Indians and Cavs are winning. And at least Breaking Bad, Community and Lost are all currently on television. At least I have my health and all that jazz.

Anyway, enjoy smoking weed today, Athens. I promise this post was not written under the influence of anything other than teenage angst.

Friday, April 16, 2010

What Should I Do Today?

a. see Kick-Ass

b. watch the Indians game

c. write something that defines a generation

d. make a virgin sacrifice

Tuesday, April 6, 2010

Two Seconds Notice


That's how much money I've made with my Examiner.com "job." I knew I wouldn't be making that much money but 55 cents per article written just isn't worth it for me when I can't write exactly the way I want to.

So I am done with that venture. You can now look forward to never seeing "Examiner #???" as a Collective(ly) Unconscious headline ever again.

Woo!