I love this so much... it hurts

Anyone who knows me (I'm sure I discussed my fondness of monkeys before), knows I love monkeys. And this just KILLS me! It's freakin' hilarious. I can't stop laughing... oh God (trying to catch my breath)! It's so funny. You gotta start watching Family Guy. This is the evil monkey that lives in Chris' room. HAHAHAHAHA... evil monkey! They are all evil and finally someone else besides myself said it. Whew (wiping forehead), now we can all discuss the pink elephant. But even though I do believe ALL monkeys to be evil, they are still extremely hilarious and I love them dearly. I just can't stop laughing... are you laughing?

Inspiration is effin' great

I've been spending quite some time by myself. In this seclusion I've learned a lot about myself. First I learned I am okay being by myself, basically I didn't go insane, which I first thought. Secondly, idle hands aren't always the gateway for the devil. Idle hands encourages creativity.

I've always felt I was missing something, needed someone else or a new experience to inspire me. The last couple of weeks, I've realized the creativity was always in side of me.

I know, it sounds cheesy and I hate myself for even writing the words, but it's all true. It's all effin' true.

I finally have my novel!!! Here's a short blurb:

"He ushered me into the living room and counted all the trash bags. There were six bags. That's funny I thought, after living here for three and half years I only have six trash bags of stuff worth stealing. Why didn't he take the television?

He was gone. I was alone and tied to a chair. The blood had stopped dripping. I don't remember being tied to the chair. The clock read 3:56am. I must have passed out. I've never been unconscious before. It was a strange feeling. You awaken and time has passed without your knowledge or consent. It felt different from sleeping.

When you sleep, you agree to sleep. You conscientiously close your eyes and prepare for sleep. When you are unconscious, you just wake up. There is no choice involved."


I'm back and it feels fuckin' wonderful!

All the SEX and the City I want!

I went to the video store and rented all 6 seasons of Sex and the City.

I am watching all of them back to back.

This show is GREAT! Of course, I've previously watched ALL episodes, but for some reason I feel like watching them all over again.

What does this mean? What does this say about me?

And most importantly who cares.

That's it! This year I will not over analyze all my actions. I am going to do things which make me happy and cause no harm to others. Yes, that's a great rule to live by.

Sometimes you feel like a nut and some times you don't!