December 2010
5 posts
“The best part about being male is a female.”
The two-mile long corpse.
Christmas and Easter are about the only times I attend church anymore. So only a couple days ago I was sitting in a Catholic mass, considering the people around me and wondering how many of them were there as I was; keeping the family happy and foregoing the argument and disappointment that would follow revealing to your loved ones that you do not believe in any god, let alone their God.
I had...
No one likes a crybaby
The primary impetus of my renewed interest in writing is because my girlfriend broke up with me almost 5 years to the day. I have free time, quiet, and a lot more money now. I drift back and forth between needing to swallow a couple shots of Scotch and smoke half a pack of Camels to fall asleep, and looking forward to being on my own again. Lately I am feeling like I am going to end up like one of...
I still smoke.
One thing has remained the same since the last time I actively blogged (which, incidentally, was when I was in college) - I’m smoking. I remember when I really started to smoke. I had been casually smoking for several years. Mostly over coffee with friends (this was back when you could smoke indoors with only minor looks of scorn from passersby), but never habitually and with the pangs of...
I used to write a lot.
I have not written much in a very long time. I used to write about what I hoped to achieve, what I had achieved and what I was about to achieve. I would write essays and I would stories; as much as I hated them sometimes I would write poems. I don’t know why I stopped. It was never because I didn’t have anything to say.
Actually, thinking back now I do know why I stopped writing. It...