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Sunday, August 22, 2010
Talentless
I can't finish my story. Well I can't finish any of my stories. I don't know if I have what it takes to be a writer. Shouldn't I be able to finish? At least one? I get to a point where I don't know what to do. What is my problem?
Monday, August 16, 2010
My oh so exciting life
I went on a blind date a couple of weekends ago. For me, dating has always been super awkward. I just don't do well with new people and my over-active imagination doesn't necessarily help. Anyway, on this date I came to the conclusion that I am an extremely dull person.
My evidence: when asked questions of what I like to do, my answers are reading, writing, and watching movies. When asked what sports I like to play/watch, my answers are none. I have not athletic ability. I'm afraid of getting hit in the head with balls. When asked what my favorite kinds of movies were, my answers were chick flicks and kid movies. Books: romance mostly, not really into literature.
I don't have a whole lot of interesting things about me. I don't have fun experiences. I'm not super smart. I'm not super active. I'm only mildly funny. I spend most of my time in my head. Or vegetating on my couch watching reruns of Bones and Criminal Minds. I'm practically a work-a-holic, mostly because I don't have anything better to do.
What do I have to offer to someone looking for any kind of relationship? The answer: not much. Unless they're looking for someone who can quote random movies and who reads dorky novels. I'm so super exciting. NOT.
My evidence: when asked questions of what I like to do, my answers are reading, writing, and watching movies. When asked what sports I like to play/watch, my answers are none. I have not athletic ability. I'm afraid of getting hit in the head with balls. When asked what my favorite kinds of movies were, my answers were chick flicks and kid movies. Books: romance mostly, not really into literature.
I don't have a whole lot of interesting things about me. I don't have fun experiences. I'm not super smart. I'm not super active. I'm only mildly funny. I spend most of my time in my head. Or vegetating on my couch watching reruns of Bones and Criminal Minds. I'm practically a work-a-holic, mostly because I don't have anything better to do.
What do I have to offer to someone looking for any kind of relationship? The answer: not much. Unless they're looking for someone who can quote random movies and who reads dorky novels. I'm so super exciting. NOT.
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
A fresh start
I had to start over. Well I had to start a new blog. I would still be using my old one if I could figure out how to change the email address that's attached to it. Unfortunately I wasn't successful. So here I am on a new blog. It's kind of exciting actually. It's like when you move into a new apartment or start a new class. It's a change. It's a chance to improve yourself.
Hopefully it works. Hopefully, all those who followed me before will continue to follow me now. I like the feeling that someone out there cares about what I write. (That sounds rather selfish now that I think about it.)
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