Thursday, October 20, 2011
Saturday, October 15, 2011
Memories
Dearest readers, subscribers, stalkers and spammers:
Remember back in the olden days (a couple years ago) when I used to have time and energy to post witty, illustrated blogs all the time?
I remember too, and I'm bummed that I haven't had time to work up a decent post in a while.
Looking forward to hunkering down this winter and returning to form.
Thank you for your patience.
-P
Remember back in the olden days (a couple years ago) when I used to have time and energy to post witty, illustrated blogs all the time?
I remember too, and I'm bummed that I haven't had time to work up a decent post in a while.
Looking forward to hunkering down this winter and returning to form.
Thank you for your patience.
-P
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
Frivolity
I have lately taken to spurting out nonsensical nonsense in an effort to distract from the fact that I'm tired, cranky, overwhelmed, underwhelmed, annoyed, interested, apathetic, saucy, uptight, happy, sad, mellow, mad, buzzed, hung, scared, full, hungry, broke, broken, smelly, nervous, evil, misguided, wasted, stunted, ecstatic, lackadaisical, lonely, cranky, stuck, willful and yearning.
(no Oxford Commas for me)
I tend to make funnies when things are the most dire. And they are.
*tickle tickle*
(no Oxford Commas for me)
I tend to make funnies when things are the most dire. And they are.
*tickle tickle*
Saturday, October 8, 2011
Tuesday, October 4, 2011
Saturday, October 1, 2011
Running...
...yet standing still
Life has provided for me plentiful opportunities to be happy. I usually choose to look at the underside of the plate.
I've had lots of chances to be hyper-successful, yet I choose the path that makes me more happy, more gratified- regardless of the cost or consequences.
My work has taken me places I never imagined it would. Yet I loathe it.
My personal life is non-existent, most due to the aforementioned work problem.
I feel like I'm one bad afternoon away from tossing the whole thing in the garbage. In fact I know I am.
I had the chance, a few months ago, to pull out gracefully, to exit stage left, to pursue a new path. But through my selfish actions and arrogant inaction, I rocked the boat far too much for anyone's comfort- now I'm stuck where I am until time ends.
And I'm not happy about it.
Must. Find. Alternatives.
As I continue to slash and burn, crash and turn against all those that are closest to me, please be patient, I'm merely an adolescent. A very dramatic, shallow, broken, terrified kid stuck in the game of the big boys.
Life has provided for me plentiful opportunities to be happy. I usually choose to look at the underside of the plate.
I've had lots of chances to be hyper-successful, yet I choose the path that makes me more happy, more gratified- regardless of the cost or consequences.
My work has taken me places I never imagined it would. Yet I loathe it.
My personal life is non-existent, most due to the aforementioned work problem.
I feel like I'm one bad afternoon away from tossing the whole thing in the garbage. In fact I know I am.
I had the chance, a few months ago, to pull out gracefully, to exit stage left, to pursue a new path. But through my selfish actions and arrogant inaction, I rocked the boat far too much for anyone's comfort- now I'm stuck where I am until time ends.
And I'm not happy about it.
Must. Find. Alternatives.
As I continue to slash and burn, crash and turn against all those that are closest to me, please be patient, I'm merely an adolescent. A very dramatic, shallow, broken, terrified kid stuck in the game of the big boys.
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